On the broad bed, Liang Jiu lay on his back, breathing faintly, his face flushed.
His upper body was bare, exposed to the air, while everything below his waist was hidden beneath the covers.
A slender, pale finger wandered over his chest, tracing meaningless symbols.
The woman wearing a Faceless Mask propped her temple with her other hand, curled up beside him...
Snow-white skin, rosy lips, a cherry-red point; all those myriad sensations faded away within her alone.
Her curves were exquisite, as if sketched by a masterful brush.
Plump in all the right places, like a delicacy...and the covers beneath her were the serving platter.
Liang Jiu had already had his fill.
He was so full he didn't want to move even a finger.
But that slender jade finger wandering over his chest seemed to possess some kind of magic.
It made him unable to resist glancing to the side, then losing himself in the sight.
"What are you looking at?" the woman asked in a seductive voice.
Liang Jiu gazed at her, entranced. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed, murmuring, "Can I see you beneath the mask? I want to look at you, see more of you, remember everything about you..."
"No, you can't." Swallow refused without hesitation.
Meeting Liang Jiu's disappointed gaze, she tapped the tip of his nose and explained, "Silly. I'm protecting you. Have you forgotten my nickname?"
The fifth-ranked Human Demon, the Unmasked Human Demon. Anyone who saw her unmasked had to die.
As if doused in cold water, Liang Jiu abruptly came to his senses from that intoxicating lust, fear appearing in his eyes.
Swallow gently stroked his face, bringing him a softness and sensuality as hazy as smoke and dreams. "There, don't be afraid. Your big sister couldn't bear to hurt