By the time she returned to the Imperial Palace, night had already fallen. Su Yaoyao was lounging on her bed, bathed in the soft glow of a lamp.
She held the Nine-tailed Red Fox doll in her hands, her eyes fixed on it. Her thoughts drifted back to her time with Lucia, recalling his affectionate gaze and suggestive actions. A blush instantly crept onto her cheeks, and a strange heat washed over her body for no reason.
She subconsciously raised a finger and lightly touched her lips. In an instant, the memory of Lucia kissing her flashed through her mind like a scene from a movie.
The image was incredibly seductive. It was as if the soft touch of Lucia's tongue still lingered in her mouth, making her heart pound and her breath quicken.
Just as she was lost in this sweet memory, the ring on her finger suddenly flashed with a bright light. A notification chimed, startlingly clear in the quiet room. It was a private message from Lucia.
