The air between Wang Li and Feng Yue sizzled with an electric tension in the nights that followed their first passionate encounter. Every glance she sent him was laced with an unspoken invitation, every smile hinted at the pleasures they'd shared—and those that awaited them.
The next night, as the moon hung high in the sky, Wang Li returned to Feng Yue's chamber. She was waiting for him, this time dressed in a more revealing outfit, her skin glowing in the candlelight. Her eyes, filled with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, met his as he entered the room.
"You're punctual, Sect Master Wang," Feng Yue teased, a coy smile playing on her lips.
Wang Li smirked, his gaze sweeping over her body with unabashed appreciation. "I couldn't keep you waiting, could I?"
