Ye Jiuge had never seen a poison like this. She thought of dabbing her finger in the drop of blood and tasting it, when Zi Shang's voice drawled alongside her ear, "I advise you not to come into contact with it."
As soon as he spoke, his cold snake tail coiled her in his embrace, and a familiar, faint fragrance pervading her nose.
"Why?" Ye Jiuge furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at Zi Shang's exceptionally handsome face.
"No reason." Zi Shang's wet vermillion lips were raised into a beautiful curve. He lowered his head and licked Ye Jiuge's scarred face.
"Speak in a way so I can understand you, and don't use your mouth on me." The cold, sticky feeling from his touch had given Ye Jiuge goosebumps all over her body.
