'All her treasures, lined up in a row. She's a real master of treating everyone equally!'
Fei Yuan's lips quirked into a half-smile. "Luo'er, you have quite a few treasures. And here I thought I was the only one."
"Ahem... you're all my darlings. I'd never play favorites!"
"...I, for one, wish you would play favorites," Fei Yuan chuckled softly. His long, elegant fingers gently caressed her soft, rosy lips, his gaze shifting and unreadable.
Sang Luo took the hint. With a soft smile, she wrapped her arms around his neck, tilted her head up, and pressed her lips to his.
She was like a little kitten, teasing him with playful kisses.
Fei Yuan remained still, his eyes narrowed as he savored her initiative and passion. Gradually, his breathing grew heavy, and a deep, dangerous glint began to brew in his phoenix-like eyes. He was no longer content with just a taste; he wanted more!
