【Yin Susu's Silver Time】

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The fire leaped and burned vigorously, bringing warmth and a life that would continue to be warmed, a passion that endured. Joy was beyond words; only the sounds of breathing and heartbeats could be heard. Zhang Cuishan caught a whiff of the faint fragrance emanating from Yin Susu, and his heart stirred. He secretly glanced at Yin Susu, who sat curled up beside him. The flickering firelight illuminated her slender, oval face. Her eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, relaxed, and happy; she was enjoying the warm comfort, the sweetness. Yin Susu, feeling the gaze, opened her eyes, her gaze meeting Zhang Cuishan's intense stare. A peculiar tension and shyness washed over her; she quickly lowered her head, a little flustered. Zhang Cuishan felt a wave of dizziness, his heart pounding. The girl's shyness fueled his desire; the urge to embrace her, to cherish her, to become one with her grew stronger and stronger. Although he had no experience and didn't know what to do, the instinctive impulse made his whole body tense, yet he had to maintain his usual composure. "Is it pretty?" Yin Susu suddenly spoke, her neck flushed. Her gaze was scattered erratically in the flickering firelight. She rested her chin on her knees, her lips trembling slightly, her fingers twisting nervously. She looked at her fingers, afraid to look at herself. "Pretty," Zhang Cuishan nodded, answering earnestly. He was always earnest in everything he did. Silence, a fiery silence, the air growing tense. The crackling of the firewood resonated within their two young, somewhat bewildered hearts. They had shared hardships, faced life and death together; they were already together, inseparable.
What are you doing? Yin Susu felt her whole body swelling, itchy and tingling, as if countless tiny hands were scratching at her heart. "Honest man, don't you want to? Don't you want to come and hug me, kiss me?"
What was she thinking? Zhang Cuishan felt he was about to burst, experiencing a swelling he'd never felt before. He wanted to hug her, kiss her—would she be annoyed? She always felt shy around him.
"I'm sleepy," Yin Susu decided to take the initiative. She was used to it. "You fell in love with such a polite, chaste gentleman. If he were a philanderer, would you be willing to follow him?" Zhang Cuishan seemed startled, grunted, and didn't dare lift his head. "We have a fire now, we can boil water. Fifth Brother, I need you to boil some water for me." Now that she'd made up her mind, Yin Susu wasn't so nervous anymore. They were husband and wife; husband and wife should… She still blushed and her heart raced, but someone had to break the ice, right? "Oh." Looking at Zhang Cuishan's absent-minded appearance, she felt both pleased and annoyed. Yin Susu felt flustered and unable to control herself. She simply collapsed into the bearskin mat, covering her face. She was about to become his wife. What would it be like to be husband and wife? Would it mean taking off her clothes and sleeping together? She wanted that, she really wanted it! "You can't be too hasty, can you? Will he think you're frivolous?" she thought. "What does it matter if he is frivolous? I belong to him. I won't let any other man touch me, and there won't be any other men. It's just the two of us here, how wonderful! Just looking at each other like that is so frustrating..."
Zhang Cuishan hadn't thought it through yet. He simply followed Yin Susu's instructions, filled a large pottery basin with ice, propped it up with a wooden stand, and then watched the ice slowly melt. It was good to be doing something; he didn't have to worry about his desires anymore. But he was still troubled. Why was she blushing? Why was he blushing? Why was his heart beating so fast? Zhang Cuishan, aren't you a well-read and respectable gentleman? Why do you keep having these thoughts that only happen in your dreams? Would she discover his ugliness? She's clever; she probably can't hide! Zhang Cuishan quickly lowered his head. Thankfully, his swollen lower body wasn't visible.
"The water's boiled." Zhang Cuishan placed the earthenware basin next to the bearskin mat where Yin Susu was lying. His gaze swept over Yin Susu's body, and he felt himself trembling with nervousness. She was lying face down, her expression hidden, but even wrapped in thick fur, her graceful figure was still... still... Oh dear! Would she see his ugliness? Zhang Cuishan saw Yin Susu sit up, pouting her pretty lips, the dimple on her left cheek tempting his fragile heart again. Yin Susu was getting anxious. What are you doing? Why won't you even look at me? Don't you have any manliness left? Where has your heroism gone? "I want to wash my feet." Yin Susu stubbornly stretched out her feet, a little shy, her boots worn out. "You have to wash them for me." This might be the crucial step.
After removing her boots and socks, Zhang Cuishan's eyes were glued to Yin Susu's feet. The soft, delicate touch of her fingertips, the exquisite toes in his eyes—she was even playfully wiggling her toes. The steamed, jade-like feet were flushed with a hazy blush, a fresh pink. He was stunned; Zhang Cuishan felt like he was about to explode, even breathing was difficult. His movements were mechanical; he lifted those irresistibly alluring feet and placed them in the ceramic basin. She stirred, gasping for breath—was it too hot? He saw Yin Susu biting her lip, her gaze burning with a mixture of nervousness, anticipation, and ecstasy. Zhang Cuishan dared not look any longer; his blood was churning too fiercely. "Your heartbeat is like a drum." "Really?" "Is it pretty?" "Yes." "Then you..." The question didn't continue. Her feet moved uncontrollably in the ceramic basin. Zhang Cuishan looked at them; they were incredibly precious treasures. How beautiful they were! Transparent and glistening, a healthy pink, and her ankles were so smooth... "What are you doing!" Yin Susu giggled, lay down, and started wriggling on the bearskin mat. Zhang Cuishan, no longer caring, held Yin Susu's feet in his mouth, biting and impatiently stroking them, but it didn't solve anything. Yin Susu clearly knew her needs; it wasn't just about skin caresses. The reaction there was obvious—a tension, a panic. Her underwear was wet, cool against her skin, and still leaking. It wasn't a wet diaper; where did all this water come from? The tingling and numbness from being sucked on her feet grew stronger and stronger! Yin Susu's smile vanished. She gasped for breath, biting the soft fur of the bearskin mat, her shoulders trembling... Though reluctant, Zhang Cuishan felt a pang of heartache seeing Yin Susu's struggle. Though still burning with desire, he stopped. "Susu, how are you?" Yin Susu hesitated, pulling her foot away, immediately regretting it, wanting him to touch her foot. She jumped off the bearskin mat, wrapped her arms around Zhang Cuishan's neck, and pressed her lips against his passionate body... Was this happiness? Could it be happiness? Two people in love, together, merging, just this embrace already felt like enough happiness, and that deep kiss... why did it still throb so fiercely? Zhang Cuishan tasted Yin Susu's tongue; this was happiness. He saw the soft glow radiating from Yin Susu's flushed cheeks. She was experiencing it. Her hands caressed his neck, ran through his hair, gently pressed his head, and pressed him to her lips, never to part, hoping forever. However, it seemed unlikely to last forever. Zhang Cuishan felt incredibly good, but his cheeks were sore from sucking, and his tongue was numb and sore from countless thrusts. Her lips were so soft and warm, her tongue so tender and agile, her taste sweet, and her breath sweet too.
Lying on the bearskin mat, his body completely enveloped in warmth and softness, Zhang Cuishan felt his erect penis pressing against Yin Susu's lower abdomen, causing her unease. He immediately felt ashamed.
"What are you doing?" Yin Susu asked dazedly, her burning passion overflowing and uncontrollable. Suddenly losing the caresses left her feeling empty. She looked at Zhang Cuishan, who sat beside her with his hands covering his face, puzzled. "Don't you like me anymore?" Zhang Cuishan shook his head. "Then what are you doing?" "Susu, am I being too..." "What's wrong?" "I can't defile you! You're so good to me!" "Defile?" Yin Susu really didn't understand what Zhang Cuishan was thinking. She reached out and took Zhang Cuishan's hand. "Fifth Brother, aren't we already husband and wife? This is what husband and wife should be like." She placed Zhang Cuishan's hand on her face, her cheeks burning. Zhang Cuishan trembled. "Today, let's sleep together, share the same blanket, and be a real husband and wife, okay?" Zhang Cuishan was enveloped in tenderness and embraced, his mind wandering. "Yes, let's get into bed, okay?"
Sunlight streamed in through the opening, and the fire struggled wearily. Zhang Cuishan woke up; Yin Susu was still asleep. She lay on Zhang Cuishan's chest, her soft body leaning against him. Her memories were chaotic and disordered, only the urgency, the smoothness, the pounding heart, and the panic at the moment of entry… She must have been in so much pain. Zhang Cuishan freed his hands from Yin Susu's pressure; they were numb. He felt cruel, thinking he hadn't considered her feelings at all, only for his own pleasure. The most vivid memory was the all-out thrust he had made when he couldn't penetrate her. Her whole body stiffened; she bit her lip, the muscles in her cheeks trembled, her brows furrowed, and all the veins in her neck were taut. She didn't cry out; she must have been enduring it. But he had indeed found happiness, found it, all the way to the climax. The whole process was incredibly fast and beautiful. Was the climax too fast? Seeing that Yin Susu's shoulders were exposed, he quickly pulled the bearskin blanket over her and held her soft body tighter. An indescribable happiness welled up within him. From now on, he wouldn't be alone anymore.
Yet, he felt a slight sense of unease. Was it because he wasn't alone anymore? "What are you doing?" Zhang Cuishan tried to get up, but Yin Susu pressed him down. He smiled; she was awake too, but pretending to be asleep. Her face was beautifully flushed. "I want to get up." "Why get up?" Yin Susu buried her face in Zhang Cuishan's chest, stroking his not-so-firm chest. Zhang Cuishan was a bit thin. "Then why don't you get up?" Zhang Cuishan gently stroked Yin Susu's shoulders and back, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. He felt aroused again. He wasn't so nervous anymore; instead, he had an urgent desire. Making love was so wonderful, the happiest thing. "Like this, isn't it good?" "Susu." "Hmm?" "Susu." "Why?" "Nothing, I just want to call your name." "Then call it." Yin Susu closed her eyes and stopped moving. "You're so good." Zhang Cuishan pulled her up a little. She was just so good. "Fifth Brother, do you think we'll have children?" "Of course! We'll raise a bunch of kids, five boys and two girls." "Seven!" "Isn't that a blessing?" "Then I'll become a sow." "Just be a sow. I'll fatten you up, and fatten up our children." "Are you saying I'm too thin?" "No, absolutely not! How could that be? It's outrageous!" "Then do you love me?" "Of course." "Of course what?" Zhang Cuishan found it really difficult to say that word, especially being asked so directly. "Of course." "I wanted you to say it! Okay, you're satisfied now, you've gotten what you wanted, and you're complaining about me now, aren't you?" What kind of nonsense is this? How come girls change once they become women? Zhang Cuishan's heart suddenly stirred, feeling a little uneasy. But the discomfort was fleeting, because he couldn't refuse happiness.
Xie Xun appeared on the beach; this was the greatest danger. Fortunately, Xie Xun, having lost his sight, had become silent; he wasn't so dangerous anymore.
Zhang Cuishan went hunting, while Yin Susu searched for the local specialty mushrooms of Ice and Fire Island on the hillside. Life was sweet and peaceful. Although a great danger was clearly lurking around her, Yin Susu was still quite content. Nothing was more beautiful than being with the one she loved. It was just that the weather was bad; the days had been unbearably long lately, and she was always too embarrassed to do it in broad daylight. She really wanted to spend every day entwined with him in the bearskin mat—how comfortable, how blissful! Yes, after eating and resting for a while, she would seduce him, even during the day. Yin Susu felt her face burning. Today she was going to make him say he loved her, but he never did. She really didn't understand why it was so difficult.
A powerful, high-pitched howl of wind ripped through the air. It was Xie Xun's. What was wrong with him? Had he gone mad again? Why was he always so sorrowful? He was so strong, how could he always seem shrouded in melancholy? What kind of man was he? Yin Susu quickly stood up. Why did she seem so curious about Xie Xun? This thought made her a little flustered. From the hillside, one can see the beach. The azure sky is pristine, untouched by a speck of dust. The sun shines brightly and intensely. The deep, unfathomable sea, with its shimmering silver icebergs floating on the horizon, and the waves forming white streaks, rolling and surging endlessly towards Icefire Island, no longer feels breathtaking. This beauty is so eternal, unchanging, familiar, and intimate—a painting of her own life, so beautiful, so pure, just like her own life. Today, the protagonist of this painting has been expanded: a powerful figure in the waves, naked, wielding a dragon-slaying sword as sharp and mighty as he is, confronting the sky, the sea, the wind, and the endless waves. The waves recede, and his skin glitters in the sunlight… Yin Susu feels drawn to him. Before, she only saw his power and danger, overlooking his strength, his beauty. A man can be this beautiful; even the best sculpture cannot fully express it. He is alive, a fierce lion!
"Susu, are you alright?" Zhang Cuishan, hearing Xie Xun's long howl, worried something had happened and rushed back. He stood beside Yin Susu and, seeing Xie Xun's indomitable struggle against the waves, was also awestruck. Zhang Cuishan was nothing like a lion; he was like a steed—yes, a steed, beautiful, proud, yet gentle. Yin Susu suddenly felt a little flustered, realizing she was being picky. How she wished Zhang Cuishan could be like that, that dangerous!
Finally, the moon appeared. She had slept too much during the day and wasn't sleepy at all. How beautiful the moon was, how beautiful the sea under the moonlight! Zhang Cuishan insisted on sleeping. Lately, he'd been constantly arguing with her, even during sex. She wanted one thing, he did another. Did men never want to go along with women? Yin Susu glanced at Zhang Cuishan, who had turned over and continued sleeping. If you won't listen to me, I'll go look at the moon myself. The wind was cool, but she was used to it. She went to her favorite cliff overlooking the sea. How could she want that strong figure still there, cutting through the waves?
The moonlight was silvery, the waves crashed, the sea breeze made the trees rustle and echo, and the distant sound of icebergs colliding filled the air. All these sounds mingled, creating a cacophony of noise—was this the music of nature? Yin Susu sat down, hugging her knees, resting her chin on them, letting the wind tousle her hair, letting the coolness touch her skin, causing a contraction, letting the moonlight gently soothe her. She closed her eyes, quietly experiencing, enjoying, and listening. How wonderful! Suddenly, a wail erupted. What happened? Who was spoiling the mood? Yin Susu felt a little angry. She opened her eyes, her gaze drawn to Xie Xun's imposing figure, curled up. What kind of pain was he enduring? Even such a strong man was crying? Shouldn't men bleed but not cry? He was truly sorrowful. Why was he so sorrowful? It was the first time Yin Susu had seen a grown man wail so bitterly, and she was shocked, a pang of heartache rising within her. An urge to comfort him surged within her. At that moment, the strong yet fragile, imposing yet tender-hearted man grasped at Yin Susu's heart.
"Are you... are you very unhappy?" Yin Susu felt no fear at all. Wasn't he just a man who needed comforting, despite his danger? Xie Xun, cradling the Dragon-Slaying Saber, sat calmly on the rock by the sea. He often sat like this, lost in thought. "What's there to be happy or unhappy about?" "For example, isn't it good that we're alive? Something to be happy about, right?" Xie Xun didn't answer. He tilted his head slightly, a proud air about him. The sea breeze ruffled his long golden hair, making his face clearer, the chiseled lines more vivid. He didn't mock Yin Susu, but she clearly felt a pang of shame. In his presence, she felt as if she had lost the ability to think; her words seemed childish. He was blind; she had rubbed salt into his already wounded heart. He wasn't exactly handsome, even a little strange, but he possessed a captivating power that made him irresistibly attractive. "Are you happy?" "Of course." "Happy or unhappy?" Yin Susu suddenly felt unable to answer. She shouldn't be confused; how could she be unable to answer such a direct question? "Happiness comes from the present, unhappiness from the future. One cannot avoid the future, nor the past." A bleak sadness flickered across Xie Xun's face as he turned to the vast sky. Yin Susu was stunned, unable to look away from that face, that sorrow, and his words for a long time.
It's happening again! Yin Susu pinched Zhang Cuishan's waist hard. He always went to sleep right after ejaculating, completely disregarding Yin Susu's feelings. He seemed satisfied, yet also unsatisfied. The reason Yin Susu wanted to lie on top of Zhang Cuishan was to continue. "Ouch, what are you doing?" "Still wanting more." Yin Susu bit Zhang Cuishan's nipple, rubbing her burning body against him, reaching out to stroke his now limp penis. He didn't want to be stroked, nor did he want to directly touch what he considered his treasures. He tried hard, but perhaps he believed that sex was a necessary process for procreation. "Spare me, I've done it twice today, I'm so tired." "Tch!" Yin Susu couldn't hide her disappointment. She slid off Zhang Cuishan, pulled the blanket over herself, and tried to sleep, but her body still craved more.
The wind was strong, the rain was heavy, and the rolling thunder and lightning shrouded everything in an atmosphere of terror. "Come in quickly. What are you doing?" Yin Susu stood at the cave entrance, watching Xie Xun, soaked to the bone, pace anxiously back and forth in the wind and rain. His pace quickened, his expression grew increasingly fierce, and when he turned his face, his dim eyes suddenly seemed to regain their brightness, exuding a chilling sense of oppression. Yin Susu cried out "Ouch!" and involuntarily took two steps back. Seeing Xie Xun striding towards her, she froze. What was he going to do? "He's gone mad again!" Zhang Cuishan rushed to her side, shielding the bewildered Yin Susu with his body.
A fight ensued, and Zhang Cuishan was quickly subdued. Yin Susu didn't feel Xie Xun's violence; she only seemed to feel his imposing presence. Her courage to resist seemed to have been stripped away; she was powerless to resist. "Xie Xun, what are you doing?!" Zhang Cuishan screamed desperately, his frustration at being unable to protect his wife fueling his anger. Xie Xun's powerful hand gripped Yin Susu's neck, suffocating her. Yin Susu felt her body go limp, her life being squeezed out bit by bit. "My own wife and children are dead. Why are you all living well? You'll die too! Leaving you all alone to endure loneliness!" Xie Xun's voice was filled with madness and cruelty. "Stop! Kill me instead!" Yin Susu turned her head, looking at the despairing Zhang Cuishan. He was willing to die for her; he loved her. She loved him too, and was willing to die for him. If they couldn't live together, they would die together. How lonely it would be to be left alone; how could she endure those years? Zhang Cuishan seemed to understand. He recovered from his despair and smiled. "Want to die? Not so easy!" Xie Xun released Yin Susu. Yin Susu collapsed, coughing, greedily inhaling the air. "How wonderful it is to be alive!" Yes, Yin Susu suddenly felt how wonderful it was to be alive. She didn't even have the courage to face death again. Her thoughts were simple, but how could she bear the pain and fear of life slowly leaving her body? "Living isn't good either, it's just suffering! You should all taste this pain!" "No!" Yin Susu saw Xie Xun's iron palm pressing down on Zhang Cuishan's head, and hurriedly struggled to grab Xie Xun's leg with her last bit of strength.
She was infatuated with this man, but his violence was no good. Yin Susu didn't struggle; she lay quietly on the bearskin mat. Xie Xun's strong body was so heavy, making it hard for her to breathe. He frantically groped her body, searching—searching for what? Yin Susu suddenly felt a strange excitement. She saw Xie Xun's expression soften slowly, and he became gentler with her body. He was very attentive, and when his thick hair touched her skin, it created a completely new sensation. She felt a little nervous, but no shame or anger. Originally, it was for Zhang Cuishan, but not anymore. Her body was ignited by his caresses. Every touch was so delicate, so delicate that it made her body tremble. She couldn't help but want to cry out in pleasure. This feeling was something Zhang Cuishan had never given her. To resist the physical pleasure, Yin Susu gripped the bearskin mat tightly, but she still couldn't stop trembling... How many years had it been? Eighteen years. She had almost forgotten the taste of a woman. How wonderful, how tender, how soft. How painful it was to live a life filled only with hatred. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it completely. The vitality emanating from that fragrant body made Xie Xun feel intoxicated. He wanted her. The unfamiliar passion was rekindled. He was only thirty-nine years old; life wasn't over yet. At that moment, Xie Xun felt his heart split in two. One half was warm, bright, happy, expectant, and hopeful, while the other half was cold, dark, and filled with hatred. Why reject the light? He buried his face in her heaving breasts, caressing them gently with his lips and softly kneading her tender nipples. His restless emotions were growing uncontrollably… Her clothes slipped off her body, and she was naked. Yin Susu was completely relaxed, immersed in the tender comfort. Comfortable, her body felt as if she were bathing in warm water, bathed in attentive caresses. The friction of their skin produced a strange sensation, and the strong masculine scent made her dizzy with desire. The contact of her sensitive areas produced pleasure, growing stronger and stronger, more and more uncontrollable… Xie Xun held Yin Susu in his arms, continuing to caress her. Yin Susu… With a gentle, almost frightening, erect penis, Xie Xun slowly inserted it into her vagina. Her vaginal opening was stretched open, feeling swollen, but the sensation was wonderful. Then, as he entered, Yin Susu couldn't help but flinch. Then, with gentle, attentive caresses, she adjusted to the force of the penetration. The pain disappeared, perhaps mixed with pleasure, forming a new sensation. She involuntarily began to sway, searching for the most comfortable rhythm. Her head rested on his strong shoulder, her body pressed against the pulsating vitality of his well-developed muscles. Her breasts greedily accepted the sensation; her entire body was actively receiving it… This is what an orgasm is like! Yin Susu collapsed, utterly exhausted, only able to gasp and swallow desperately. Her exceptionally sensitive skin trembled and convulsed under Xie Xun's caresses, on the verge of fainting.
The storm subsided, and the sun shyly shone upon the earth and the sea. Xie Xun departed as the storm disappeared. Yin Susu struggled to sit up, ran her fingers through her disheveled hair, then wrapped herself in the blanket, looking at the bewildered Zhang Cuishan. What was he thinking? The pressure points had been released, but Zhang Cuishan still didn't want to move, filled with regret. His wife being raped by another man was intolerable, but everything she did was for him. She had used her chastity to save her life. Was she no longer pure? She was even purer, radiating an aura of holiness. His regret stemmed from his own baseness. Why had he felt so excited witnessing his wife's rape for him? Had he satisfied his vile and filthy desires? Had he learned something? Yin Susu didn't know what Zhang Cuishan was thinking, nor was she worried. What's done is done, there's no going back. She felt no humiliation, no anger, no suicidal thoughts. Yin Susu was surprised to find herself drawn to Xie Xun. Perhaps she had been attracted to him all along, but with Zhang Cuishan, that feeling was overshadowed. Through physical intimacy, that attachment irresistibly permeated her being. It wasn't just the ultimate pleasure of sex, but also her complete immersion in the process. Now, Zhang Cuishan was like a wax spearhead that had lost its luster; he was still a fine horse, still handsome and docile. Could a heart be divided in two? A body had already been divided in two.
"Don't you think I'm dirty?" Yin Susu spread her legs, letting Zhang Cuishan suckle her genitals to his heart's content, slowly beginning to feel comfortable. Zhang Cuishan didn't answer, just focused on sucking. He had overcome his obstacle; seeing Yin Susu's absorbed expression when Xie Xun raped her had stimulated him. Pleasure shouldn't be hidden, shouldn't be selfish; pleasure should be mutual. Only through wholehearted dedication can one truly receive. Zhang Cuishan twirled the soft pubic hair with his fingers, parted the labia with the tip of his tongue, completely unconcerned about the remaining semen from Xie Xun, patiently cleaning it with his tongue. Then he began licking Yin Susu's clitoris, gradually feeling a response, hearing Yin Susu's panting, the tender muscles on the inside of her thighs trembling, her body heating up. So he switched to using his fingers to continue playing with the gradually erect clitoris, his tongue tasting all the tender buds there, feeling the fluctuations, and then directly inserted his tongue into the restless opening of her vagina, feeling it being grasped by the delicate flesh, the writhing flesh creating a suction force, Zhang Cuishan became even more excited, entering deeper... "I think you're especially excited when you're being done from behind." Yin Susu was turned over, feeling Zhang Cuishan's penis already inside, she was very excited, the furry pubic hair touching her anus always itchy, this itch amplified the pleasure produced by the friction of the genitals, but Zhang Cuishan... Zhang Cuishan didn't have Xie Xun's long legs, so he had to adopt a strange posture, half-kneeling and half-standing. It looked very difficult for him, and he felt a little sorry for him. So he adjusted his body, spreading his legs as wide as possible, but this made things even more difficult for him. The muscles on the inside of his thighs had to work very hard, and even his vagina was straining with his movements. It seemed that Zhang Cuishan was getting more and more excited. He was thrusting hard and desperately. Yin Susu felt that Zhang Cuishan had made great progress, but she still felt a little regretful. He lacked rhythm and Xie Xun's composure and patience. Perhaps this was the difference between a young man and a mature man, and it would take time and experience to change... "Susu, I can't live without you."
Xie Xun's lonely figure stood on the cliff. The wind blew his clothes and long hair. His sharp aura softened a lot. He knew that Yin Susu had come. He felt a little guilty, but Xie Xun had decided to face this life again. No one could take it away from him. She still couldn't resist the man's allure. The closer she got, the stronger the magic became. She tried to close the distance, but the more she closed it, the more intoxicating his fragrance became. He was brave, powerful, reliable, and wise. It wasn't a gentle warmth, but rather a flavorful, bitter, yet richly aromatic coffee. He also possessed an unapproachable danger, like an invisible hand gripping her curious heart. It wasn't just curiosity; it had become a captivating allure. And then there was his endless tenderness. If Zhang Cuishan was a cup of lightly fragrant green tea, then Xie Xun was a potent liquor that made one forget worries. Green tea or strong liquor? Yin Susu hesitated. Why couldn't she have both? Men could have three wives and four concubines, so why couldn't women have two men? Yin Susu panicked, afraid to approach Xie Xun because of her own indecisiveness. "Now, are you willing to live with me?" Xie Xun's strong hand gripped her shoulder, so tightly it hurt a little. Yin Susu felt engulfed by flames, completely lost. "Now, I love you." Xie Xun calmly awaited the answer. He first revealed his heart; there was no need to hide anything. Hiding it from Yin Susu would be hiding his longing for happiness and light. Although she was already Zhang Cuishan's wife, what did it matter? Was there even a need for an answer? Yin Susu looked at Xie Xun's face, her hands trembling as they slid from his firm chest to his neck, then embraced him, snuggling closer again. Yes, there was no need for words. How wonderful it was to be so united. Closing her eyes, quietly savoring it—how wonderful! How irresistible it was to have such a good man.
"Let's live well together, let's live well together." Yin Susu took Xie Xun's and Zhang Cuishan's hands, clasping them together, a little nervous, afraid of losing one of them. Losing either one would be painful. "Let's have a contest and see who can make Susu happier," Zhang Cuishan said, gazing at Xie Xun. Xie Xun proudly raised his head, then smiled, "Then we're family."
Yin Susu carefully combed Zhang Wuji's hair. Who did this child resemble? Zhang Cuishan was still as gentle as water, and Xie Xun was still as daring as ever, brandishing his Dragon-Slaying Saber against the waves in the coldest of times. Was she the happiest woman in the world?

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