He paused for a moment.
He continued, "The third line is that the moon says she wants to share a bed with me every night."
"Yue'er probably doesn't know that every single word she says could cost me my life."
A deep, magnetic voice drifted into her ears.
She was held captive in Xiao Heye's arms, looking up at him.
Tonight, the night breeze is gentle, the candlelight is gentle, and he is gentle too...
Su Tiyue raised her finger and slowly slid her delicate fingertip down along Xiao Heye's well-defined jawline...
When her fingertips lightly touched his prominent Adam's apple, Su Tiyue couldn't help but swallow.
As her cheeks flushed crimson, her fingers had already slipped through Xiao Heye's clothes, her entire palm pressed tightly against his strong, muscular chest.
Xiao Heye indulged her and let her do as she pleased. He remained calm and focused his dark, deep eyes on the woman in front of him.
Su Tiyue suddenly spoke up: "The palm print is really beautiful."
After a short while, she added, "It looks good everywhere..."
Xiao Heye laughed: "The word 'beautiful' doesn't suit me. It's perfect for Yue'er..."
"If I say it looks good, then it looks good."
Xiao Heye stopped arguing and carried her behind the screen: "...Alright. Yue'er has the final say."
...
The evening breeze in spring is the gentlest, like a lover whispering softly in your ear.
In the South Garden, the jasmine bushes, shrouded in darkness, sprouted new buds, swaying gently in the breeze.
From time to time, delicate, coquettish sobs could be heard from Xiao Heye's bedroom.
That voice was melodious and beautiful...
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