There's a Mistress

Gu Zi's lips curved into a radiant, playful smile. Leaning in close to Su Shen's ear, her warm breath tickling him, she teased in a deliberately ambiguous tone, "Why hold back?"

The words lingered, sweet and maddening, as she gently lowered herself back onto her heels. Her lips brushed past his ear, the contact fleeting yet potent, igniting a fire within the man who had been painstakingly restraining himself.

Just as Gu Zi turned to leave, Su Shen pulled her back with one swift motion, drawing her into his arms once more. This time, there was no pretense of restraint. His hand encircled her waist as he bent his head down, capturing her lips in a kiss that deepened with each passing second.

The exchange was electric—an intimate dialogue of passion, as every shiver and tingle between their entwined bodies spoke of unspoken desire.

Back at the military compound, Lin Miao barely stepped through the gate before encountering the last person she wanted to see.