Bai Qinchen was leaning back on the sofa opposite them. Hearing the movement, he turned his gaze to Mu Zimo and Xuanyue.
Mu Zimo came out first.
After tidying herself up, she had forcibly suppressed most of the flush on her face, though it had not faded entirely. A few traces of seductive charm still lingered at the corners of her eyes and brows, impossible to conceal. She had changed into a brand-new, well-tailored dress, its fabric hugging her graceful curves and outlining every inch of a figure that looked even softer after being nourished.
Xuanyue followed close behind.
Compared to Mu Zimo's languid demeanor after her complete submission, Xuanyue's expression was far more complicated.
Her eyes were lowered, her pale face betraying a hint of panic beneath her forced composure. Though the outfit that complemented Mu Zimo's style looked breathtakingly beautiful on her as well, her tense body language gave her a pitiful air.
Bai Qinchen's gaze was intensely invasive, sliding down from Mu Zimo's slender neck, passing over her waist that could fit within his hands, then sweeping toward the uneasy Xuanyue beside her. He nodded in satisfaction and praised them without restraint. "Not bad. Very beautiful."
Xuanyue stiffened abruptly. At the thought that Bai Qinchen might attack her tonight, the complicated look on her pretty face deepened.
Mu Zimo did not have nearly as many thoughts as Xuanyue. Walking up to Bai Qinchen, she obediently nestled into his arms, her movements shockingly familiar.
Her soft body pressed against Bai Qinchen's firm chest as she lifted her stunning face, still tinged with a faint blush. In her shifting gaze, there was a trace of almost pathological dependence.
"As long as you like it."
Mu Zimo's voice was soft and sweet. She even took the initiative to wrap her