Rong Zhi immediately stepped back, turning her face to try to avoid him.
Her neck was slender, her skin like delicate white porcelain, and as she tilted her head, it formed an exceptionally beautiful curve.
Bai Su, who had intended to tease her, caught sight of it directly.
Under the light, her skin appeared almost translucent, with pale purple veins disappearing down her neck, like exquisite carved patterns.
No matter how long he lingered by her side, Bai Su always found surprises in her.
He stopped at just the right distance, slowly lowering his head, and moved toward the nook of her neck.
Rong Zhi steadied herself on the floor with her hand, "You...stop..." she hissed.
Halfway through her words, a sharp pain radiated from her neck.
In the end, Bai Su couldn't resist the urge in his heart. Staring at her neck, inhaling the faint fragrance, he lost control and bit down.
