Zhou Li, who was unaware of the tempestuous turmoil inside the jade gourd on his wrist, was relishing the unique fragrance of the young girl, along with the fox spirit's exquisite charm techniques.
With soul-enticing gazes, honeyed words, and those seemingly casual yet perfectly timed gestures, every move of the fox spirit was like tiptoeing on a man's most sensitive nerves, lightly strumming and stirring the heartstrings.
But then...
He missed Ying Yuan.
For some reason, upon entering this lavish place, Zhou Li's first reaction wasn't to make the most of the situation but rather, inexplicably, he remembered that delicate brown-skinned girl shyly kissing him with her adorable demeanor.
In that moment, Zhou Li became like a sage advising himself, his heart clear as ice, unfazed by any disturbance. He looked towards the exceedingly seductive woman beside him, with a saint-like brilliance in his eyes.
"Sigh."
Zhou Li sighed with pity.
"Huh?"
