Xuan Yang exhaled slowly, a subtle relaxation in his posture. It was as though a wall he'd built around himself began to crumble. He really was traumatized.
There was a guarded look in his eyes at first, but gradually, Xuan Yang let down his defenses. He nodded slightly, before a sexy smile graced his lips.
The snake's own mischief couldn't be hidden.
Xu Feng's gaze was fixed on Xuan Yang, his eyes widening slightly as he observed the change in Xuan Yang's expression.
The shift from suspicion to a sly, mischievous glint caught Xu Feng off guard, causing a gulp to escape his throat. It was as though a spark had ignited in Xuan Yang's eyes, a playful mischief now dancing within them.
Mesmerized, Xu Feng felt a rush of anticipation. His breath caught in his throat, and a slight flush spread across his cheeks as he took in Xuan Yang's movements.
