When the female threw herself into his arms, Yali was overjoyed. There was a surge of excitement in him that wouldn't calm.
A scent of fresh grass and timber wafted from her. Yali cupped Basha's chin, "The scent of Basha Ah Mei is really nice, just like a tree..."
Yali felt a bit of stiffness in the female body under his grasp. It might have been his imagination.
Basha wrapped her arms around Yali's neck, her voice sweet enough to cause nausea. Giggling, she asked, "Young Master, do you like it?"
Yali was nearly blinded by the radiant smile on her face as he nodded, grinning like a fool. "I like it, I like it, I like everything about Basha Ah Mei! If I could...hehehe, I would like it even more!"
Basha's face reddened as she playfully punched Yali's chest, pretending to be upset. "Young Master, you're so annoying～"
Yali laughed heartily.
He tenderly touched Basha's cheek, his eyes filled with lust. He couldn't resist bending down to gently peck her.
