At Tang Yuehua's words, Su Yu touched his lips, putting on a look of puzzlement.
Yet when he looked at Tang Yuehua, a glint of mischief lurked in his eyes:
"Sister Yuehua, my lips aren't oily at all!"
Su Yu paused as though thinking, then spoke after a few breaths:
"As for whether my tongue is slippery, you'll have to check it yourself, Sister Yuehua!"
His words left Tang Yuehua speechless and her cheeks burning. Her hand paused with the eyebrow pencil, and she shot him a reproachful glare:
"Never serious!"
Despite her words, the corners of her lips lifted involuntarily, and a bashful smile rippled through her eyes.
She turned away and ignored him, but the blush at the roots of her ears simply would not fade.
Watching her, Su Yu chuckled softly and stopped teasing her, simply sitting quietly nearby.
The Heaven Dou Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, played by Qian Renxue, had finished the court assembly. Without even changing out of her bright yellow court robes, she returned straight to her residence.
The moment she stepped into the study, she caught an unusual trace of presence-the scent of an unfamiliar intruder.
Her hand closed slightly, and a longsword flowing with golden radiance appeared in her palm.
A faint sacred aura wreathed the blade. It was the Angel Holy Sword bestowed by her Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel.
Her gaze sharpened as she warily scanned the shadows in the study.
With a faint creak, the longsword in Qian Renxue's hand thrust into the darkness.
The blade sank into the darkness as though something had caught hold of it.
The next instant, Qian Renxue felt an irresistible force yank her into a warm embrace.
A familiar scent followed like a shadow, filling her nose with a cool, fresh fragrance of