She raised both hands, ready to yank the garment off her head.
But just as she made a move—
A heavy object suddenly landed right in her arms.
With her eyes covered by the clothes, all she could feel was a fleeting sensation of warmth and softness.
On instinct, she braced her arms and managed to catch whatever it was.
For someone with Divine Power like Su Ye, this was nothing at all.
Soon after, the fabric over her face was tugged down by someone.
Only then did she realize she'd caught a man.
How should she even describe him...?
Demon? Seductive? Beautiful? Noble?
Those were words people used for women.
Yet, in her eyes, this man fit them perfectly.
The man leaned into her embrace, his pheasant-amber eyes lowered, long black lashes trembling softly, his gaze unreadable.
His skin was so pale it bordered on sickly, yet his thin lips were as crimson as if brushed with fresh blood.
A man this stunning—well, fine, so be it.
But what truly drew her eyes was the vibrant Lycoris radiata in full bloom at the corner of his right eye, no larger than a thumbnail, yet blooming demonically vivid.
That hint of frail illness on his face now seemed almost suffocatingly alluring.
Then, the man in her arms let out a low cough.
"You saved me."
His Adam's apple bobbed, his words slow and lazy, spilling softly from his lips.
He wore only a white undergarment—his outer robe... Well, wasn't that draped over Su Ye?
And with each gentle cough, his complexion only looked whiter still.
As he spoke, he raised his eyes, and their gazes locked.
Whatever he was about to say froze on his lips.
His appearance matched—delicate and weakly ill.
Just now, she'd caught a faint scent.
It wasn't the cloying odor of powders and perfumes, but something... sweetly irresistible.
Now with his head lifted, the aroma became even more apparent.
He leaned closer, following the scent.
And then—he buried his face in the crook of Su Ye's neck.
His nose touched her skin, and those peony-red lips brushed against her alabaster flesh.
His voice murmured low,
"You smell so sweet."
As he spoke, hot breath scattered across her neck.
A tingling warmth spread through her, making that patch of skin blush pink on the spot.
Su Ye finally gathered herself.
She let go and placed him on the ground.
Yet the man's arms were still hooked around her neck, unwilling to let go.
In fact, his entire body pressed against hers.
This was clearly their first meeting, but he showed none of a stranger's restraint.
She reached out, bracing his shoulder, and pushed him away a bit.
Although Su Ye held back her strength, the moment she nudged him off her shoulder, he started coughing again, stumbling back unsteadily.
Seeing him like that, Su Ye's hand paused in midair, then grabbed his arm and steadied him.
All this coughing made the Lycoris radiata at his eye's corner look even more vivid.
Su Ye's first thought the moment she saw that flower branded on his cheek was: Male lead??
But then she quickly dismissed the idea.
The male lead only appeared in Xuan Yue City two months after she beat up Su Ruoruo.
After all, she wrote this novel—she knew these things well enough.
Thinking so, Su Ye felt a sigh of relief.
She looked the man up and down.
That face, it really was breathtaking...
As she gazed at him, she draped the dark red robe she had in her hands over his shoulders.
Lost in memory.
Someone this handsome—did her book have such a character?
Oh, right. There were a few supporting roles whose looks could rival the male lead's.