The tongue that usually hid behind those lightless teeth eagerly slipped out.
An inch...
Then another inch...
It approached as if deliberately slowing its pace, tormenting the Alpha with the perfect view of the scene.
But Enigma, the culprit behind it all, enjoyed it immensely.
Yet just as they were about to collide in a kiss, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the Alpha, who was holding back so hard he was about to bite through and shred the fabric in his mouth.
The loose strands of hair over Wan Fuqi's forehead blocked most of the overhead light.
The slight tilt of his head was an awkward angle, making the already scarce light on his face even dimmer.
Only those obscure blue eyes stood out in the darkness.
That glance seemed to give the cornered Li Mao an opening.
He suddenly gripped Wan Fuqi's shoulders, spat out the corner of his shirt, and tried to explain. "D-Don't, don't do this, okay? She and I really, really don't have any other kind of relationship."
Wan Fuqi swiftly intercepted the hem of the shirt as it fell.
He stared at Li Mao and asked, "Does what happens between us have to be based on whether you have some other kind of relationship with another woman?"
Wan Fuqi grinned.
"Darling, you know me. I've always done whatever I wanted. If I think of it... I do it."
He put particular emphasis on that final word, "do."
Amid his embarrassment and anger, Li Mao felt an added trace of guilt.
He quickly glanced toward the bedroom. Only after seeing no movement did he suddenly rise up in resistance and grab Wan Fuqi by the collar.
A renowned thug in Willow City, a high-grade Alpha who could scare a Beta like Zhu Ying into