Ye Sanshao's lips curved into a devilish smile, his hands, as refined as those of an artist, gently caressing the lips he had just kissed, savoring again and again the electric thrill of the moment.
"Interesting. Interesting," Ye Sanshao murmured to himself as he watched, until Shangguan You vanished into thin air, disappearing from his line of sight. Only then did Ye Sanshao, who had been lying down, sit up abruptly.
His slender hand gently stroked his chin, an amused smile tugging at his lips. Slowly, Ye Sanshao retracted his gaze.
"Ye Ying," Ye Sanshao's seductive lips parted slightly, and a dark shadow appeared out of nowhere behind him, head bowed respectfully, awaiting instructions.
