Li Xueyue's robes clung to her body, drenched in sweat. Her breathing came in short puffs, her face flushed.
Yu Zhen could feel each rise and fall of her chest while she panted beneath him. She was an amazing fighter who excelled not only in sword fighting but also in martial arts. He admired that part about her.
"Would you like to take a break?" Li Xueyue asked, despite being the one who was pinned to the ground.
Yu Zhen let out a small chuckle, his dark eyes gleaming with unsaid words. He tossed the swords away but didn't give her the chance to rise. His arms landed on either side of her head.
"We can do this all day."
"I thought you were going to teach me something new."
"It depends on where you want to learn it," he teased, lowering himself onto her. "The bed? Or here?"
Li Xueyue cocked her head. "The bed then."
