Xu Qingjia explained the abilities of his domain, a wicked smile curling his lips as he leaned close to her ear. His warm breath brushed her sensitive earlobe. "Well, Yao Zhu? Isn't your husband impressive?"
"Impressive. You're the most impressive of all." Tickled by him, Leng Yaozhu felt both embarrassed and annoyed. She spoke as though humoring a child, then gently pushed against his firm chest. "Get up already. If Yue'er and the others find out, I'll never be able to face anyone again."
"One kiss, and I'll get up." Xu Qingjia licked his lips, his dark eyes fixed intently on her. Within them churned a predatory hunger that had yet to fully subside despite his satisfaction, along with undisguised attachment.
Leng Yaozhu paused, gazing into his deep eyes. Oh, well. Everything that should and shouldn't have happened has already become a settled fact. What does another kiss matter? She sighed inwardly. In that moment, a corner of her reserve and defenses as his teacher quietly melted away.
The mature, elegant woman tilted up her exquisite face, still flushed crimson, and closed her eyes. Her long lashes trembled as, with a little awkwardness and shyness, she pressed her soft red lips to his of her own accord. This was the first time Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu had kissed anyone so intimately while fully lucid.
Yet Xu Qingjia was clearly not satisfied with that. Taking advantage of her movement, he rolled over and once again covered her warm, soft, mature body with his own.
"Mmph-you!" Leng Yaozhu's eyes widened instantly. Sensing that impossible-to-ignore threat, she instinctively caught her red lip between her teeth. Reproach flickered through her eyes, but in the end, it became only a helpless murmur laced with indulgence. "You little rascal!"
When Xu Qingjia opened his eyes