The steam made the young woman's face even more stunning.
Her innocence was tinged with desire.
The scent of jasmine, mixed with a faint milky fragrance, filled his nostrils. The air was thick with a sensual mist, and the Duke easily lifted the young woman from the pool.
She was like a rain-drenched kitten, curled against his chest.
Her soaking wet hair dripped with water.
Her round, dainty toes were slightly curled. Yu Zhizhi's soft breaths mingled with the steam. Her shimmering eyes flickered, utterly bewitching.
The Duke walked over the distinct cobblestones, carrying the young female back to her room.
He sat on the edge of the bed and used a towel to dry her long hair. Her bent rabbit ears twitched slightly under the towel's touch.
Yu Zhizhi bit her lip nervously, occasionally glancing at the man before her—
'My pheromones should be working, right?'
She thought to herself.
