Ning Ke went slightly dazed.
For the first time, his heart raced wildly.
It was nothing like the urge to escape he had felt when Lou Yunxiao forced him in the past.
Facing this man, who still understood him even after everything had been laid bare, Ning Ke felt the fluttering in his heart swell until he could barely bear it.
And this kiss was so gentle, so cherishing.
The fox's ears twitched involuntarily, a blush creeping unnoticed all the way to their tips.
He narrowed his eyes, gazing at Lou Yunxiao's handsome face, and a sudden yearning stirred within him.
He asked huskily, "Is there something dirty on my eyes? Something you need to wipe off with your mouth?"
Lou Yunxiao froze.
Then he understood.
Excitement surged in his heart, but he kept it off his face.
He asked in return, "Would you like me to say yes or no?"
"..."
Ning Ke knew Lou Yunxiao was deliberately trying to coax an admission out of him.
So he took the initiative, seized the young man's lapels, pressed him against the door, and leaned close.
"If I said I wanted you to say yes, and asked you to keep wiping it off-sorry for the trouble-what would you do?"
In truth, Ning Ke's face was already blazing red by the time he said it.
His heart had never raced like this before, after all, and it left him somewhat at a loss.
But even at a loss, he did not want to let go.
The darkness gathering in Lou Yunxiao's eyes nearly spilled over.
He stroked the moist corner of Ning Ke's eye, kissed it, and murmured:
"Naturally, I would..."
"Do as you ask."
"But it seems your eyes aren't the only place with dust..."
His long fingers, lightly callused from