Yumo looked utterly bewildered, her brow furrowed slightly as she found a more comfortable angle and continued to rub herself.
...
A twitch at the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, followed by a deep breath, helped him suppress the flirting thoughts in his heart.
He lowered his head and gazed at Su Yumo's delicate face. He had to admit, this woman's face was indeed exquisitely beautiful, with very distinct and pretty features like those of an artwork meticulously sculpted by the heavens.
Even though she generally gave off an aloof and noble air, like an ice mountain that never thawed, at this moment, the sleeping her had an added touch of tranquil peace, much like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.
Her breathing was steady; her long eyelashes drooped down like a fan embroidered with endless allure, shockingly beautiful!
Even Ye Xuan momentarily stared in a daze, unable to resist the urge to conquer.
