Wen Shu tried her superpower, and when she raised her eyes, she met his gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but move back slightly, "Mious, are you..."
She had just spoken when the male before her suddenly relaxed, a faint arc tugging at his cold lips, his gaze still locked on her, "That's right, Ashu, you wanted to see my tail."
His deep voice took on a warm, alluring magnetism.
Wen Shu felt her heart leap in her chest and quickly understood, "No, you've misunderstood, I didn't mean it like that."
However, the male before her slowly walked to the bedside, letting out a low chuckle, "Ah, but I wanted to show Ashu."
Wen Shu froze for a moment, wanting to speak up to explain, but her hand was seized by Mious, landing on a cold, slippery texture.
The rise and fall of scales slipped beneath her palm.
Until it fell onto a depression.
A low, muffled groan resonated above her head.
"Do you like it?"
