It felt a little strange having Xiaoqiu watching them.
Xie Xiyi looked at his glistening eyes and curved his lips. "Mm."
They rose, leaving Xiaoqiu's questioning voice behind, and went to a slope facing away from the others. The stars shone brightly in the night sky, and the breeze blew gently, carrying the intoxicating fragrance of grass and earth.
Chi Yu's nose was filled with the Crown Prince's distinctive scent. They used the same scented balm, but they could not make themselves smell the same. With the heat rising from his body, the Crown Prince's scent became a cool, deep fragrance.
The scent rising from Chi Yu, meanwhile, was bright and warm. The two fragrances from the same source, one cool and one warm, intertwined into another, more intimate scent.
Breathing it in made Chi Yu's head feel a little swollen, and his fingers involuntarily curled around the Crown Prince's waist in return.
They sat on the ground, and their divine senses began to entwine.
Xie Xiyi carefully kneaded and sculpted his divine sense. His skill was so superb that before long, he had shaped Chi Yu's divine sense into an exquisitely detailed miniature Chi Yu.
Throughout that intricate, lingering kneading and sculpting, pleasure made the base of Chi Yu's spine tremble and shiver. He struggled to remember that his original intention had been to give Xie Xiyi a massage, to relax his mind and lift his spirits, rather than be served by him instead. His voice trembling, he said, "Senior Brother Xuanji, stop kneading. I... let me massage you."
But Xie Xiyi said, "No need. It doesn't do much for me."
"Is that so..." Chi Yu clutched Xie Xiyi's lapels tightly. The Dharma Robe was so loose that most of Xie Xiyi's chest was exposed. Saying the opposite of