Chi Cheng awoke lazily, eyes fluttering open. He was pampered by the warmth of Han Xuelian's body, unwilling to separate. The heated and bestial fucking he shared with the Grandmaster the previous night replayed in his mind.
He looked up sleepily to find Han Xuelian already awake. The Grandmaster stared down at him with an intense gaze, almost as if his eyes held questions and a shadow of doubt briefly cast over his expression.
However, moments later it was replaced by a tender smile and he moved to kiss his dear broken jewel's forehead. Chi Cheng was cruelly reminded of the days he spent with Jian Mingyu intimately in bed whenever his beast heat cycle period arrived.
Now he had come to understand that every blazing touch and honeyed words from Jian Mingyu were all tactics of his deceptions and ploys.
Han Xuelian was far better and perfect in comparison.
