A Song For A Summer’s Night - Chapter 139

It was the day, the very day that Xun Zichen would claim his name.

He went to the Household registry office, feeling melancholic that he had to remove himself from the Su family. He had given the officers his DNA test results that proved he was the son of Xun Xiaoli and Lu Zihuan.

After a few hours, they confirmed his kinship towards the Xun family. One of the officers passed him a key, and said, “With the recent passing of your uncle, Xun Yaozu, we leave all his assets to his next kin. There’s nothing much left; the bank took everything, from the company to anything worth valuable inside the house. But the estate itself will go to you.”

Xun Zichen widened his eyes, forgetting that he was the last member of the Xun family. Xun Yaozu must have left his will to the next family member. As much as his uncle detested him, even he’d not give it to anyone else. The phoenix must run in Trueblood.

“Which bank took everything else?” questioned Xun Zichen.

“Yuan Bank,” replied the registration officer.

Su Xiang gripped his arm as Xun Zichen nodded. “Oh, Zichen. At least you the house,” Su Xiang commented with a smile.

Xun Zichen picked up the key and looked at it with disbelief. The house was more than he expected. He came for the sole purpose of registering as a Xun. He didn’t care about inheritances, but the sound of new estate enticed him. He turned to face her, “Let’s check it out.”

There was an address attached to the key, leading them to an absurdly large estate he’d never seen before.

It looked like it was built during the final days of the Qing Dynasty, with renovations that added a contemporary touch. There were two statues of phoenixes that guarded the front yard.

Xun Zichen held Su Xiang’s hand as they stepped through the path, leading to the front door. He then placed the key in the doorknob, turning it over. It opened, and they stepped through. White sheets covered the tables, chairs, and couches. For the most part, it looked empty, but he had no problem with filling it in.

“Do you see yourself living here?” Xun Zichen questioned his girlfriend. “With me, of course.”

Su Xiang gazed around the house, and she breathed in the stale air that filled with promises and potential.

“Yes,” she replied. “I heard the Long Jie and Luli are moving into the Long estate, and it’s not too far from here,” she said, stepping forward to circle his waist, embracing him.

Xun Zichen tucked her against him, looking down at her. He stole a kiss, interlacing their hands. They then took a bigger tour of the estate, and it had similar touches from Long estate, from the old wallpaper to the antique furniture. The couches and tables were extremely valuable; it made Xun Zichen curious as to why the bank didn’t take it, or the entire house while they were at it.

After circling every room and inch of the house, Xun Zichen took Su Xiang to the front balcony.

“I really love this house,” Su Xiang told him. “But I’m going to miss the apartment. It’s the very place we confessed to each other, and did naughty things, after,” she said with a breathy laugh.

Xun Zichen’s heart thumped, his blood racing. He took something out of his pocket and said, “Well, what if you consider moving as taking our next step?” He bent down on one knee.

Su Xiang’s eyes widened.

“Xi,” his green eyes locked with her astonished gold-flecked eyes. “That apartment was a place meant to hide, to never stick out. I moved there to escape my feelings for you, and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine you returning what I felt.” Xun Zichen smiled, “I love you, Xi, and I want you to marry me if you let me spend the rest of my life with you.”

Su Xiang was so touched that she kept staring at him, wordlessly stunned.

Before she said yes before she could let him slip the ring on her finger, she jumped on him. Xun Zichen fell on his back with her on top of him. She bent down to kiss him fiercely, pleasing him with her tongue grazing his neck, going down as she dragged his shirt down to kiss him over his skin.

“I’m assuming that’s a yes, but I want to hear you say it,” Xun Zichen replied with a blooming flush.

She gazed into his eyes. “Yes,” she breathed. “I want to marry you. I want to take your name. I want to have your children. I want everything that binds me to you.”

Xun Zichen smiled, pulling out the ring again. He slipped the heart-shaped diamond onto her finger, and the light of the setting sun had danced and sparkled with it.

Su Xiang began to undress him, raking her hands over him. He should be the one treating her; however, when he tried to reach out, she pushed his hand away and said, “Let me do what I want with you.”

Xun Zichen’s breathing deepened, watching as she carefully, slowly, and torturously trailed his body appreciatively, caressing the length that hardened at first contact.

“You want to do it outside?” He asked her.

Su Xiang looked up and nodded hungrily, and Xun Zichen didn’t feel like depriving her of his heat, knowing that it would hurt him more to deprive himself.

Luckily, their estate was wide and private enough not to have any lingering visitors. She unfastened his belt, quickly joining him within a short moment after.

A shudder escaped him, at the feeling of her soft flesh wrapping around him, warming his cock with her heat. Straddling him, Su Xiang began to ride him. Xun Zichen lifted her hips, helping her meet him harder and faster. She rested her palms on his legs, tilting her body back so that her right spots are hit. He moved up closer, firmly grasping her waist to pound in her.

Her arms gave out, reaching for Xun Zichen to circle his shoulders. She then pounced on him, his cock firm and taut against her flesh, making her climax shatter from her body. Her limbs then loosened lazily, and Xun Zichen came, not pulling out.

They remained mingled and joined for several long minutes until they stood, adjusting their clothes.

“You know, the first time we fucked was on the floor of your apartment, and at this time, it was on the balcony floor of our new home. I’d say we’re very unrestrained when it comes to love-making,” said Su Xiang.

Xun Zichen laughed and straightened the collars of his shirt. “That’s true,” he agreed.

Su Xiang nestled against him. “Do my parents approve of this?” she questioned.

“I received their blessing the other day. I was going to purpose to you at the registration office, once I got my name back, but a beautiful scenery, and a promise of a new home seemed better suited.”

Su Xiang gazed at him with love and adoration. “Indeed,” she replied.