She was glad they slowed down ; sometimes it was better to slow things down and savor the moment rather to rush through it. This was something to be savored like a how bowl of noodles on a cold winter's night.  Sure, he could push her to it and she could make a dash for it but it was pretty clear that neither of them wanted it to end too quickly. The brief moment allowed her to catch her breath, only her breath. There was no way for her to catch her heart beat since he'd stolen it from her, but she didn't really want him to give it back yet. If she was honest, ever. She'd stopped trying to analyze why his touches intoxicated her so much more than Yi Long despite the essence of the touches being the same in principle and learned to let her inhibitions go. Honestly the moment he entered her, she  lost herself to him. She would never be able to vocalize exactly what making love with him was like. It was definitely something to know and not be explained.<br/><br/>Xiao Yu cupped his cheeks gently and pressed her lips to his. Her body shuddered as she felt him in and all around her. This was love the kind of love people search for their entire lives and never come close enough to experience. She knew that she was lucky. Xiao Yu's soft brown eyes looked into his and she smiled at him as their bodies rocked together. She tried to keep her eyes open so she could see his face but the feeling overwhelmed her to the point where she closed her eyes. Her lips parted as she moaned as she clamped down on him and felt herself melt.  "Milo!" It wasn't meant to be a shout but the intensity of her oragasm made her call out his name. Her body trembled as she found her release.<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><i>If I knock him out and tell her that he got cold feet would she agree to be mine to escape Taizo? </i>Lengxie couldn't help having one more thought about marrying Wuqing,<i>just one last thought.</i>But he knew that he was kidding himself even as he told himself that it was just one last thought about her. He knew that he would never stop thinking of her for as long as he had breath in him. He was a hero and a true gentleman but even the most righteous man harbored evil thoughts, secrets. His love for her would be his secret until the end of the world. Still, he smiled as the thought of the two of them taking their vows crossed his mand again. He stopped in his tracks well aware that his brothers were watching him. He needed a moment to live in his fantasy, to have her to himself.<br/><br/>His smile faded into a lesser smile, one that could be tolerable as he reminded himself that soon she would be the wife of another man, but she would be exempt from having to marry the crowned prince. Her happiness was all that he wanted even if it meant he would be tormented. In the end, An Bo was not a bad choice and he understood why his shimei loved the scholar. He understood why the scholar loved his shimei--dare he say more than he could. Now he had an important mission to comple.<br/><br/><i> He's one lucky sonabitch. </i>Lengxie stood silently almost glaring at the groom before he spoke. "You're ready right?" it wasn't exactly what he wanted to say but it was all that he could say to keep the peace. He just couldn't shake the desire to clock the scholar out. He wanted to more than anything but he knew he absolutely could not.