At dawn, Xiao Yan slowly woke up, his dark eyes vacant.
Who was I? Where was I? What had I done?
Within his fragmented memories were the Young Girl's tearful eyes, her fair, smooth naked body, lingering kisses, warm breaths, and... His entire body jolted as he immediately sat up. Overwhelming shock made him gasp for air.
That girl had actually meant it! She had even foolishly drugged him with **. Wasn't she ruining herself?
Coming back to his senses, he hurriedly looked toward the side of the bed, only to freeze again.
The rumpled bed was empty!
Xiao Yan stood there blankly for a moment before abruptly scrambling up. After getting dressed, he staggered toward the door and pushed it open.
"Liuli! Liuli!" Xiao Yan arrived outside the Young Girl's chamber and called out twice in a hoarse voice.
No one answered...
Xiao Yan hesitated for a while, but ultimately braced himself and pushed open the door.
Liuli's room was not large. A few pieces of furniture nearly filled it, but the girl had decorated it in an exceptionally cozy manner. Beyond the room was a large terrace, furnished with the small table and stools where she usually basked in the sun and rested, along with many green plants. She had once told him that the terrace bloomed with all sorts of flowers in spring and summer, and bore fruit in every season.
Yet the beauty he wished to see still did not appear.
Just then, his sharp ears caught a faint sobbing sound. He was briefly stirred, but his eyes immediately dimmed.
It wasn't Liuli. It was Zi Yan...
His toes shifted, and in the next instant, he vanished from the room and appeared at the entrance of the small courtyard.
At that moment, a Purple-haired girl child