When Qian Sha Yu saw that Qian Renxue still could not squeeze out a single word, the mockery in his eyes deepened.
How amusing.
She could actually look like a little wife nursing a grievance.
He simply climbed another two steps up Qian Renxue's shoulder.
His tiny hands and feet pressed against the velvet-soft fabric, step by deliberate step, bringing him closer to her translucent earlobe.
They were so close that even their breaths could mingle.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Qian Sha Yu's voice carried a flippant, mocking edge.
"You don't even dare look your great benefactor in the eye and say thank you?"
"Is that all you've got? Where did that lofty, supreme-ruler attitude of yours go?"
"You're quite the talker when you're scolding your subordinates in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, aren't you?"
"Why have you turned into a gourd with its mouth sawed shut around me?"
"And you call yourself the rightful first heir to the Angel Godhood?"
"You'd make people laugh their teeth out."
Qian Sha Yu had only meant to seize the chance to tease this woman who was always putting on airs.
He had not noticed that the warm breath spilling from his lips washed straight over Qian Renxue's sensitive ear.
It was an utterly unfamiliar sensation.
A tingling current shot from her earlobe straight into her heart.
After years of disguising herself as a man, she had grown used to keeping everyone a thousand miles away behind an icy facade.
When had she ever let a member of the opposite sex cross her boundaries like this?
That flustering warmth turned Qian Renxue's jade-white earlobe scarlet at a visible pace, even staining her slender neck with an enchanting blush.
The snowy skin around it flushed a delicate pink as well.
"Shut up..."
Qian