He was surprised that he found himself standing on the sunny field instead of her palace but with such weather created by her, he didn't think it was a bad idea.
Just then, something soft knocked him from behind, pressing against his back before embracing him around his chest, locking in a tight connection. With the embrace came the smell of field flowers and grass as well as something more distinctive like a smell of roses.
Based on Xuefeng's memories, Ling could replicate any smell and she liked to test many flowers. She imagined roses as a thorny love, the same which she had with Xuefeng. Not in a sense of having arguments in their relationship but even though they were so close to each other, it was still hard for them to meet frequently.
As she feasted her mind on Xuefeng's body, Ling whispered as she pouted at him, "I missed you… You said you will visit me more often… I want to see you more often..."
