"Feng Yi, I... I'm full. I've already run you a bath. You can go wash up after you finish eating. I'll head back to my room now!"
Qin felt the milk flowing down the lace of her flower embellishments, disappearing into the unfathomable abyss between her breasts.
This sensation made Qin flustered. She quickly found an excuse to leave the dinner table, hurried into her bedroom, and shut the door firmly.
"Can you really be full eating so little?"
Feng Yi watched Qin, who had left in such a hurry, and murmured to himself.
However, since Qin wasn't eating anymore, this large table of exquisite dinner would be a feast for him.
Feng Yi devoured his meal, finishing every dish on the table. Afterward, he even ate a basket of after-dinner fruits to aid his digestion.
After the meal, he enjoyed a hot bath in the bathroom. Such a life was truly blissful.
"Qin, are you alright? Can I come in?"
After showering, Feng Yi knocked on Qin's bedroom door. He had a feeling Qin was hiding something from him.
"Y-Yes, Feng Yi, you can come in!"
Qin checked her makeup in the mirror. Seeing that everything was in order, she finally let Feng Yi in.
"Qin, are you really full? I still have some fruit..."
Feng Yi pushed open the door and saw Qin kneeling on the bed, dressed in an exquisite light purple evening gown. For some reason, she had changed into a pure white shirt.
The shirt was thin and translucent, and through it, he seemed to see some round shapes swaying.
Was this something he could look at without paying?
"Thank you, Feng Yi!"
Qin didn't refuse. She accepted the fruit Feng Yi handed her and took small bites.
"Qin, why did you change into this outfit?"
Feng Yi sat by Qin's bed and asked with confusion.
"Um... I need to discuss matters regarding the Windblume Festival later, and it's more convenient to wear something like this..."
Qin didn't know how to explain, so she made up an excuse.
"Convenient?!"
Feng Yi savored the word Qin had used in his mind.
What did discussing matters have to do with clothing? Was it inconvenient to wear an evening gown?
Feng Yi was utterly confused and blinked his eyes dazedly.
"There's no time to delay, let's start now!"
Seeing that Feng Yi seemed inclined to probe further, Qin quickly changed the subject and took out the pre-prepared documents.
These were arrangements from previous Windblume Festivals, and they would use them as a basis to discuss this year's festival.
"Feng Yi, this year, because Grand Master Diluc took away a large portion of the Knights of Favonius, the guard strength within Mondstadt City is a bit strained, so we... so and so... this and that..."
Qin spread the documents in front of Feng Yi and explained the details one by one.
Feng Yi: So that's how it is... Waaah... Aba aba...
Feng Yi admired Qin's management skills. She had managed to deploy the limited guard strength as much as possible throughout Mondstadt City, even considering emergency plans for unforeseen situations.
But this had nothing to do with Feng Yi. He didn't understand why Qin wanted to tell him such confidential arrangements.
Until Qin took his hands and placed them on her chest...
"Feng Yi, I need your help!"
Qin looked at Feng Yi with affectionate eyes, her face full of hope as she requested his assistance.
"Ahem, as an Honorary Knight of the Knights of Favonius, how can I stand idly by at such a critical moment? Even if you didn't ask, I would offer my help!"
Feng Yi pulled his hands back, patted his chest, and said impassionedly.
The touch of his hands just now told him that Qin's shirt seemed to be empty inside...
As Feng Yi rubbed his nose with his finger, he smelled a faint milky fragrance, like milk!
It was the milk he had given Qin earlier to soothe her spicy food.
But how could milk have gotten there?
"Since the matter has been discussed and it's so late, I should be going back!"
Feng Yi reluctantly tore his gaze away from the round shapes beneath Qin's thin shirt and bid her farewell.
"Feng Yi, wait. It's so late, why don't you stay and rest at my place?"
Qin grabbed Feng Yi's arm. Last time, out of shyness, she had missed an opportunity.
This time, she wouldn't let it slip away!
"Is that so? Alright! Where will I sleep then?"
Feng Yi thought about it. Where he slept didn't matter. It was all the same.
"Feng Yi, do you think my bed is big enough?"
Qin pulled Feng Yi onto the bed and sat down, her face blushing.
She felt her hint was obvious enough, hoping Feng Yi would understand her unspoken meaning.
"Qin~"
Feng Yi was not foolish. Seeing the tender, watery affection and shyness in Qin's eyes, he naturally understood Qin's deeper meaning.
"Feng Yi~"
Qin raised her head, her eyes locked with Feng Yi's. At this moment, nothing needed to be said; calling each other's names was enough.
All the emotions and confessions were contained within these tender calls.
Feng Yi and Qin both fell onto the soft, large bed, and the bedroom light clicked off.
A golden needle pierces the peach blossom's stamen,
Fearing to speak loudly, one frowns in silence.
Qin felt as if she had returned to her childhood, to the time she went boating with her mother on Wine Lake.
When their boat reached the center of the lake, a storm raged. She curled up nervously in the cabin, feeling the surging waves make the fragile hull lurch violently. Gusts of wind and heavy rain swept across the lake, like countless whips lashing the boat.
The hull pitched and tilted, sometimes leaping to the crest of a wave, sometimes crashing heavily into the troughs. Intense dizziness was mixed with a sense of release and exhilaration.
Suddenly, the storm swept across the lake and rolled into the dark distance. The previously boisterous lake returned to calm. The small boat drifted quietly with the current, its hull rocking gently. The bright moon was reflected on the water...
Qin felt the moonlight that night was truly captivating. Exhausted, she lay in the small boat and drifted into a deep sleep.
The next day, as dawn broke, the bright sun just peeked over the horizon.
Qin's biological clock chimed. She usually woke up at this time, even if she was exceptionally tired the night before.
She opened her eyes and looked at Feng Yi's handsome face up close. Recalling the wild and thrilling events of the previous night, Qin felt overwhelmed with shyness, yet her heart was filled with sweetness.
Qin extended her delicate, fair hand and gently caressed Feng Yi's chest, as if feeling the soft, fine hairs on his body.
Such a mundane activity, yet Qin found it incredibly fascinating. If time permitted, she could spend the entire day doing this.
Her thoughts suddenly drifted, and she remembered the nonsensical things Lisa had told her before.
At the time, she hadn't understood what Lisa was hinting at, but today, she seemed to grasp it all.
Just as Lisa had said, Feng Yi, this strong beast, was not someone she could conquer alone.
Even as the Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, she was no different from an ordinary person on the battlefield of the bedroom.
Feng Yi was simply too powerful. She needed to consider finding herself some help!