As Cheng Lang lifted Xing Shu's chin, he noted that the marks on her cheek had disappeared. He asked curiously in a low voice, "What's with the smile?"
"Young Uncle, have you read 'The Little Prince'?" Xing Shu's erudition had also fostered her to speak with a mellifluous voice and tone—unbeknown to her—that was also very seductive. There was a phrase in 'The Little Prince'—'please tame me'.
Cheng Lang was a devout Buddhist in everyone's eyes; akin to a flower on the precipice. Women placed him on the altar to worship; yet at the same time, they also yearned to devour him. Everyone wanted to get up close and personal with him, even if it meant as a subservient pet.
Cheng Lang met Xing Shu's eyes and suddenly patted her cheek. "Don't be so wild."
