It was deep in the night. The candles in the room labeled with the Chinese character "天" (Tian) burned brightly. The table had been neatly cleared by the innkeeper.
After a full meal, desires arose. Unconsciously, the temperature in the room rose.
Yang Xue had drunk quite a bit of wine. Leaning against the window, she stared at the night scenery outside. Bathed in the moonlight, she resembled a holy goddess.
Sun Wukong quietly swallowed his saliva. He reached out and lowered the window, then drew the curtains to prevent the gentle breeze from blowing on her.
Yang Xue turned her head slightly. Her amber - like eyes were hazy with drunkenness as she looked at him, seemingly puzzled about his actions.
Sun Wukong quickly explained, "It's getting windy."
She covered her lips and laughed. She tossed the wine flask in her hand and let it fall to the ground. Then she got up and climbed onto Sun Wukong's shoulders, lazily hanging on his body.
Sun Wukong quickly supported her and gently held her in his arms. His ears turned slightly red as he asked softly, "Are you drunk?"
"No, I can hold my liquor well." She reached out and pinched his cheek. The warm breath from her mouth, carrying a seductive scent, fanned across his face, but she seemed completely unaware.
Sun Wukong sat on the cushion and grasped her shoulders, asking softly, "Are you sleepy?"
Yang Xue first nodded, then quickly shook her head. Frowning, she pinched his nose and said, "How can you ask like that? You're so unromantic."
"Then how should I ask?" As if encouraged by her actions, Sun Wukong hugged her into his arms. His cheek pressed against her burning one, and he felt a bit dizzy.
"Great Sage, why don't you kiss me?" She looked up, pouted her lips, and closed her eyes, waiting for his move.
Sun Wukong suddenly pressed her down on the cushion - covered floor and recklessly blocked her lips. He uncontrollably pulled her closer into his arms.
Yang Xue curled her lips and let out a series of giggles.
Sun Wukong blushed. He thought he had done something wrong and said, "What's wrong? Don't laugh!"
"Okay, Great Sage. I like this." Her voice was charming and hoarse from the alcohol. When she laughed, there was a soft and sweet tone that made him lose his mind.
Sun Wukong suddenly took the dominant position and pressed her on the floor, kissing her until she was dizzy. He only let go when she pounded on his chest.
Their breaths were in complete disorder. Kissing alone was no longer enough to relieve their current emotions.
Sun Wukong lifted her from the floor and threw her onto the bed. Then he started to take off his clothes.
The curtain was gently drawn, hiding the scene inside the bed - curtain.
Only one candle was left outside, giving off a dim yellow light. It flickered gently in the breeze stirred by the bed - curtain.
Just at the critical moment, Yang Xue suddenly reached out and pressed against his chest. "Wait a minute."
"Xue'er..." His hoarse voice carried a tone of almost crying.
"I haven't taken a bath yet..." Yang Xue felt a bit reluctant, but she suddenly wanted to take a bath.
"Okay." Sun Wukong picked her up and leaped lightly. In an instant, they were in the bathtub.
"The Great Sage is so good... Mmm..." The rest of her words were swallowed.
The water in the bathtub splashed out with a gurgling sound. Fortunately, the wooden floor was well - waterproofed, and the room had good sound insulation.
But it was still not enough. So in a panic, Yang Xue set up a barrier. That night, even if the sky were to fall, it wouldn't disturb them.
However, in the middle of the night, a sudden "bang" sound came from the room. They both froze for a moment but quickly ignored it and continued to entangle with each other.
Yang Xue told the Great Sage that they should hide from visitors outside these days. It could be regarded as a pre - wedding trip.
The Great Sage heard this term for the first time and found it very novel. But he quickly came to his senses and thought that he must go out once she fell asleep.
Early the next morning, they were awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.
Yang Xue opened her eyes and found that they were both half - naked and tightly embraced.
"What's going on, Great Sage..." As soon as she opened her mouth, she found her voice was extremely hoarse. She quickly buried her head in his chest and stopped talking.
Was it that wild last night?
Sun Wukong noticed her embarrassment. He lifted her chin and gave her a peck. "You go back to sleep. I'll go and check."
Yang Xue's eyes were red. She grabbed the quilt beside her and wrapped herself tightly. Thinking of last night's behavior, she bit her finger, and her ears quietly turned red.
After not seeing each other for three years, they had been so crazy.
After a while, she heard a commotion outside, which soon died down.
Not long after, the Great Sage came back. He was loosely wearing a white inner robe, looking a bit awkward.
"What's going on?" Yang Xue asked nervously.
"Nothing," Sun Wukong ran his hand through his hair, kicked off his shoes, got into bed, and hugged her in his arms. Then he smiled and said, "We made too much noise last night. Drunk, I accidentally threw the Golden - hoop Rod onto the floor."
Yang Xue's eyes widened. No wonder she had heard a loud noise last night.
"The Golden - hoop Rod was too eye - catching. They thought it was a golden pillar from the heavens. After using tools to try to cut it, they found they couldn't move it at all. Then they found it had fallen from our room, so they knocked on the door to inquire."
Yang Xue stared blankly at him. Did the Great Sage have the habit of throwing out the Golden - hoop Rod when he got excited?
"Xue'er, if you keep looking at me like this, be careful that I won't let you out of the door today!" Sun Wukong was thin - skinned. He was secretly annoyed that he couldn't remember how he had thrown out the rod last night. Suddenly meeting her teasing eyes, he pinned her hands above her head and buried his face in her neck, breathing in her scent.
He finally understood why a monk like Tang Sanzang, who was so obsessed with Buddhism, would choose to spend his worldly life in the Land of Daughters.
He finally experienced the pleasure of being a man!
"Sure, husband. If you have needs, I'll accompany you to the end." Yang Xue replied daringly.
"You said it!" His mind went blank. He hadn't been with a woman for three years. One night was far from enough. Sun Wukong pulled the quilt over them and wrapped her in his arms.
"Wait a minute. The bathtub seems to be broken..." Yang Xue couldn't help but think that this ordinary inn might not be able to withstand their wildness. After all, they were no longer ordinary mortals. When they were overwhelmed by passion, a random move might cause immeasurable consequences. What if they hurt someone?
Especially the Great Sage. He was really too powerful in that aspect. Even though she had reached the level of a sage, it was still hard for her to handle him in bed.
"I know a mountain spring. It's deserted all year round. We can just set up a barrier there." As he said, Sun Wukong got up, wrapped Yang Xue and the quilt in his arms, dropped a gold coin on the bed, pushed open the window, and suddenly disappeared.
When the inn's servant went to clean the room, he found the bathtub on the floor broken into pieces, but the water hadn't wet the floor.
When he was about to report to the innkeeper, he saw a gold coin on the bed. He immediately rushed over excitedly but slipped and fell with the gold coin in his hand.
The bed collapsed!
The servant was stunned. What kind of wildness had that young couple experienced last night? The furnishings in the room were damaged a lot, and there was even a hole in the floor.
Thinking of that handsome and tall man, the servant couldn't help but envy him. If he had such charm, he wouldn't have been driven out of his home by his wife for several months!