Chapter 121: A Good Look

"I will take my leave now," Xi Yue said as she cut the last piece of gauze and carefully packed the remaining supplies into her small cloth pouch. Her fingers moved with quiet efficiency, tying the final knot and smoothing the fabric flat. She rose in one smooth motion, already turning to leave as though the matter of his injuries had been fully settled and there was nothing left to discuss.

Kyle watched her from where he sat on the edge of the simple wooden bed. The fresh bandages around his side still felt tight, the dull ache beneath them a constant reminder of how close he had come to dying only a short while earlier. He did not want her to leave just yet. The formalities were finished, the treatment complete, yet something in him resisted the idea of simply watching her walk out into the darkness without at least a few more ordinary words exchanged between them.

’Well, you ain’t leaving so quickly. Talk beyond the formality,’ he thought.

"By the way," he said, keeping his tone light and casual, "do you often go out for walks in the night?"

Xi Yue paused in the act of adjusting the strap of her pouch. The sudden question clearly caught her off guard. She turned her head slightly, dark eyes studying him with quiet curiosity, as though trying to understand why he would ask something so ordinary after everything that had just happened.

Kyle had stopped her for a reason. He genuinely wanted a normal conversation something simple and human after the chaos of being dragged back from the edge of death. He was also curious. Was it pure luck that she had found him bleeding on the path, or did she routinely walk the village roads after dark? And if it was her routine, why would anyone choose to stroll so close to a place as dangerous as the one where he had nearly been killed?

’Alright, tell me now, baby girl. What’s the reason behind my dumbass being saved?’

He kept his gaze carefully level with her face, refusing to let it drop. He had no intention of giving the impression of a man who stared at women like a creep. Even if he possessed power enough to take whatever he wanted by force, that was not how he operated. He still held certain lines he refused to cross. Perverted thoughts might surface on occasion, but he preferred to remain, at least outwardly, a normal man. His reputation in this place was still new and clean; he intended to keep it that way.

Yet the angle of the room betrayed him without mercy because she got down the stairs and stood right in front of him. Kyle had to look down at her like a king watching down from his throne.

As she stood in front of him, the soft light from the lamp cast gentle shadows across the open collar of her outer robe. From his seated position on the rocking chair he had a clear, unobstructed view downward. There was no undergarment beneath the thin fabric. The soft upper curves of her breasts were fully visible, pale and smooth under the lamp light, and if he looked carefully he could even make out the faint pink edge of her areolae. The sight struck him harder than he expected. It was a really wild and arousing sight for him. Just the single view had stimulated his brain.

’Damn... from this angle her boobs look as white as milk they would produce. I’d like to take more than a few sips from those... milk pouches!’

He forced himself not to lean forward even a fraction. Any further movement would make his staring obvious. Still, his eyes lingered a second too long, cataloguing every soft curve. The hanfu she had worn earlier in the morning had hidden her figure well, but this closer, lower view left almost nothing to the imagination. Her breasts were fuller than he had first estimated easily a solid C-cup, soft enough that his hands would have filled perfectly if he ever cupped them.

’I couldn’t tell much from the outer robe before, but from here... these are succulent as hell. My hands would fit around them like they were made for it. She really hid these babies so elegantly in the morning. I really thought that she was only a lower b cup.’

Blood rushed downward almost immediately. The sudden arousal was sharp and inconvenient, swelling against the fabric of his own dressing with embarrassing speed. His body reacted before his mind could rein it in, the familiar heavy heat gathering low in his abdomen.

’Shit. Why the fuck is my blood flowing straight to my dick...?’

A single clear look had been enough. Male brains, he thought bitterly, really were nothing more than horny monkeys waiting for the slightest excuse. He shifted slightly on the bed, hoping the small movement would hide the growing tension in his pants while he kept his expression carefully neutral.

Xi Yue, still completely unaware of the direction of his thoughts, answered after a brief pause.

"Uh... I usually go out at night to stroll around the village," she said, a faint note of confusion in her voice as she wondered why he had asked the question so suddenly.

Kyle managed a small smile, though his pulse was still beating a little too hard from the lingering view.

’Fucking Hell! I NEED TO CONTROL IT!’

Kyle begun to fight his inner demons to not let his dick pitch a tent right infront of her face. So, he begun to use his will power to stop that from happening because from where she standing even the slightest of change on the section of his crotch would be visible to her.

"I see... no wonder I was lucky to be saved by you." The next words left his mouth in a single unfiltered breath, more direct than he had intended. "If you didn’t go on your night walk, I would have been dead. I guess I can say it’s my luck that a beauty would come save me from the jaws of death."