Su Ningyan was looking at this familiar mountain road, reminiscing about the first time she arrived at the halfway manor.
She felt then as if she was descending into hell.
She glanced sideways at the man driving next to her, with his perfect features and ethereal aura, like a celestial prince.
She could hardly believe that she was with such a man.
Similarly, she could hardly believe that such a man could fall in love with her?
She pursed her lips slightly, her uncle had never told her that he liked her.
Nevertheless, being with him, even as his little follower, filled her heart with joy.
"Little demon, I'm handsome, aren't I? You seem quite smitten."
Zhuo Junyue's lips curved slightly upward. Her gaze delighted him.
He then added, "When we get home, I'll let you have your fill. Look wherever you want, down to my bare skin."
Upon hearing 'down to my bare skin,' Su Ningyan blushed at the image that came to mind, her face as red as a cherry.
"Uncle, you're a rogue..."
