XiShi and XueLing strolled hand-in-hand near the lake, the gentle breeze ruffling the edges of XiShi's crimson dress. Weeks had passed since their... explosive encounter, and things were progressing, if one could call it that, quite peacefully. Well, peaceful wasn't exactly the right word when XueLing was involved. Peaceful was like a gentle stream, and XueLing was more like a raging, horny waterfall. The man was a sex maniac, plain and simple. Honestly, XiShi was starting to think he ran on some sort of otherworldly battery; his stamina was frankly ludicrous. She was getting used to it, like one does to a particularly aggressive brand of caffeine.

But, gods be praised, the man knew his aftercare. It was almost comical how he'd transform from a lust-fueled beast to a domestic god the moment they were done. Almost daily he'd be in the kitchen, whipping up elaborate meals with a focused intensity that rivaled his other passions. XiShi wasn't entirely sure if she loved the food, but she was undeniably enjoying the effort, the sheer dedication he poured into her post-coital nourishment. It was... endearing. And then there was the pampering. Carried around like precious cargo, given massages that could melt a glacier, and showered with treasures from his gem collections.

It was fun, an absurd, chaotic sort of fun that she found herself increasingly drawn to. She glanced at his profile, the way his jaw tightened with barely contained... desire. Oh, here it comes.

"So," XueLing began, his voice low and husky, "if you were a vegetable, you'd be a cute-cumber. And you know what cute-cumbers are good for, right? Besides salads, of course?" He gave her a look that could melt steel, one eyebrow quirked mischievously.

XiShi rolled her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. "Are you seriously deploying vegetable puns, XueLing? Is this the best a notorious sex maniac can do?"

He chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through her hand. "Alright, how about this? Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears... and so does my outfit." He winked, and XiShi actually snorted.

"Oh, that's original," She punched him lightly on the shoulder. "Honestly, XueLing, your pick-up lines are as impressive as a wet noodle. Just say you want to ravage me, you dramatic idiot."

He threw his head back and laughed, the sound echoing across the lake. "My sweet XiShi, you make this so much more entertaining. And yes, I do, with every fiber of my very being. Now, shall we see if I can come up with a better line back at our place? And what's a wet noodle??"

Well , she'll definitely introduce him to the modern world culinary arts , when she's in the mood to be productive.

For some reason she knows he'd be a Michelin star chef in no time.

" nothing you should be worried about , "