Li Qingyan looked at the man standing before her, her voice laced with jest, "As for this palace…"
"So, Qingyan, you do this, are you ready to fulfill your promise?"
Xu Yuan cut her off.
If he let her continue, he would fall into the rhythm of this bad woman.
Li Qingyan was slightly startled at his words:
"What?"
Xu Yuan took her fingertips and repeated the action she had just taken, then said as if it were only natural:
"You… do you not know what this behavior means?"
Li Qingyan looked up at him, a hint of subtle provocation in her gaze, and her moist, delicate tongue gently licked the corner of her lips:
"Hmm… for men like you, this behavior should signify permission to do the same, no?"
"....."
Their gazes locked, and a wicked fire spontaneously ignited within Xu Yuan, giving him a sudden urge to reach out and press down on the back of her head, his mouth curling into a smile:
"Right, it seems you do understand, Qingyan…"
"So, what do you want to do to this palace?"
