Ning Xiang bit her lip, glittering tears in her eyes, their breaths mingling.
Zhu Yu took her hand and pressed a reverent kiss to the inside of her wrist.
Zhu Yu was about to tease Ning Xiang when the girl's soft voice rose. "Say, could you bring out your ears and let me play with them?"
She actually dared let her mind wander at a time like this?
A hint of wickedness swept across Zhu Yu's handsome features. He held nothing back, leaving not an inch between them.
Ning Xiang was driven to the brink of collapse, until all that remained were her broken sobs.
She tried to escape the bed curtains, only for Zhu Yu to catch her and pull her back, tenderly kissing away her tears.
Their long hair spread out together like seaweed, until neither could tell which strands belonged to whom.
When Ning Xiang opened her eyes, she had already been changed into clean, dry nightclothes and was nestled in Zhu Yu's arms.
Like a fish out of water, she stared blankly into space.
What had she done?
She'd slept with the old Demon King?
No, the old Demon King had slept with her!
How could she describe last night?
Forget it... better not describe it at all.
In short, Ning Xiang felt as though she had been taken apart. She hurt so much that she didn't even want to move a finger.
Zhu Yu had actually done his best to be gentler at first, but in the end, he had failed to restrain himself.
Zhu Yu was awake too. Holding the girl in his arms, he was just about to kiss the top of her head when he heard-
*[Just what you'd expect of an old Demon King who's been single for over a