"Husband..." She suddenly lowered her eyes, unconsciously twisting the edge of her sleeve. Her voice was as light as a feather. "Yanran has an unreasonable request. I wonder... would you be willing to grant it?"
Su Yang raised his brows slightly, a faint smile on his lips. "Speak."
She lifted her eyes to meet his directly, her pearly teeth lightly biting her lower lip. Her expression was timid, yet every word was clear. "Yanran wants to offer a drop of my natal essence blood. Husband, please help me revive the Phoenix lineage."
Su Yang's gaze suddenly darkened, blazing as he locked onto her face. Under his stare, Feng Yanran's heartbeat fell into disarray, her fingertips turning cold. She almost thought she had been rash and overstepped, displeasing him.
Just as that glimmer of expectation in her heart was about to fade completely—
"Granted."
The words fell crisply and decisively, leaving her stunned for a moment. It was as if she had gathered all her strength to throw a punch, only for it to crash into a fluffy, warm cloud—soft and empty.
She raised her face and collided with the teasing smile dancing in Su Yang's eyes. Her ears instantly burned. Pouting, she turned her head away, leaving him only a tightly drawn, pink-tinted profile. Her pouty, innocent look was so adorable that it made him want to pull her into his arms and knead her.
"All right, I was just teasing you." His voice was gentle, like sun-warmed cotton wrapped in sunlight, soothing her heart until it turned sweet. But remembering how he had toyed with her just now, she still couldn't help glaring fiercely at him. Her cheeks puffed slightly, her chin rose higher, and her back straightened. She looked exactly like a ruffled little phoenix pretending to be