Another First Time — R18

The carriage moved steadily out of the town, the clip-clop of horse hooves echoing through the twilight and drowning out any other sounds, as they ventured into the chilly evening of the northern countryside. 

The sun had dipped nearly below the horizon, leaving behind a faint afterglow that painted the sky with shades of soft oranges and purples. The air was crisp, and a gentle breeze carried a wintry chill that nipped at exposed skin.

As they left the city gates behind, the carriage rumbled onto the open road. The surroundings transformed from bustling urban life to the serene, landscapes of the countryside. 

The road stretched ahead, flanked by bare trees and the occasional oxcart or villager progressing on foot.

Even on this peaceful journey, Xu Feng couldn't ignore the persistent hand of a certain young master attempting to adjust their seating arrangement.