She threw her head back moaning softly biting the bottom of her lip as he squeezed her breast playfully. The electric spark traveled from his hands into her body and fueled the warmth and deep seeded need that she had for him. She kissed his lips slipping her tongue inside of his mouth to explore him all the while she moved her hips against him steadily. The small voice in the back of her head was quiet, no longer telling her that she shouldn't be doing what she was. It should have been a sign that something was wrong, that when her inner moral compass shut off, she was liable to do things she would inevitably regret. The exception was that she knew that whatever happened, she would not regret this moment with Milo. She looked down at him and smiled. She couldn't bring herself to say the three little words that bubbled in her heart. She knew she loved him, she just didn't know how it would sound coming out of her right then.<br/><br/><br/>Xiao Yu ground down on Milo slowly building up a rhythm against his hip before he shifted them around a laid her down. She blushed as he hovered over her and her eyes drank in the sight of his naked chest. She smiled and reached up running her fingers down his chest playfully until it got down to his pants. Their eyes met momentarily before she started to undo his bottoms.<br/><br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/>Lengxie took the letter and though he wanted to read the contents of it, he merely held it up in the bit of light that shone through the closed window. He grunted knowing that it was not for his eyes but for her own. He gave the letter back. "Keep that on your body and give it to her on your wedding night." A soft smile broke over his face as he thought about how happy she would be to know that her scholar cared so much about her. Almost immediately the smile disappeared from his face. He cleared his throat, "Don't tell her that I arranged this for her. You know how Wuqing is. She owes me nothing." He turned his back to An Bo because he couldn't help shed a few tears. she would live the rest of her life as Lin An Bo's wife never really knowing that he, Lengxie, was the one who gave her everything. He could live with her thinking that her husband was the one who orchestrated the entire thing. "Write her some poetry. She loves your poetry."