If only he had been the one to meet Yi Mu first, he would have been willing to wait longer than Guan Shengye.
In that way, at least a trace of him could be seen in Yimu's eyes.
Zong Ao never imagined that one day he would love so humbly.
When asleep, Yi Mu resembled a jade statue, exquisite and translucent in every way.
Last night he was so unrestrained that he bit Yi Mu's lip until it bled.
Zong Ao reached out and touched Yi Mu's lips.
With just a gentle touch, Yi Mu woke up, looking over with dazed eyes, as innocent as a child.
The deep affection in Zong Ao's eyes was too great to hide before it was reflected in Yi Mu's eyes.
The two maintained an ambiguous posture.
Zong Ao stared straight ahead, indicating that the timing wasn't ideal for revealing his true feelings, but if he didn't speak up now, he might never have another chance.
Yi Mu first looked away, tilted his head, and Zong Ga's fingers missed their mark.
Yi Mu curled his fingers in the water, avoiding Zong Ao's gaze, his voice unsteady and trembling slightly: "I can do it myself, you can go out."
Zong Ao wouldn't let him escape. He placed his hands around the wooden barrel, forming a circle around Yi Mu and trapping him.
"I like you, I want to kiss you, make love to you, and grow old together with you."
Yi Mu suddenly raised his head.
The two of them couldn't help but have sex last night, and he had no right to blame Zong Ao, because he himself was also intoxicated by it.
But now they are sober. Zong Ao knows about his relationship with Guan Shengye, yet he still says such things...
Yi Mu raised his hand, showing Zong Ao the ring on his finger. He questioned Zong Ao somewhat uncontrollably, "I have a lover. Look carefully. From what standpoint do you like me?"
Zong Ao was calmer than ever before.
"If I said I wouldn't mind being a secret lover, would you consider trying to accept me?"
Zong Ao unbuttoned his clothes and pointed to the tattoos on his body.
Zong Ao said, "You and he have wedding rings, and we have our certificates on our bodies. We're getting married soon. Compared to him, am I more legitimate?"
Yi Mu looked at Zong Ao as if he were seeing a stranger for the first time.
Are you really Zong Ao?
Yi Mu was a little afraid of Zong Ao like this.
Is he still the same Zong Ao who doesn't talk much, is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, has a particularly warm smile, and has no airs of a young master at all?
Zong Ao remained silent, only staring at him with his cold, star-like eyes.
Perhaps it was the water getting colder, or perhaps it was the chill rising from within his body, but Yi Mu shivered.
Zong Ao tugged at his arm and gestured with his eyes for Yi Mu to come out.
Yi Mu no longer cared about being naked; he stiffly stepped out of the wooden tub.
Zong Ao gently wiped his wet hair, but the words he uttered sent chills down Yi Mu's spine.
"Don't be afraid of me, be good. Today is our big day. I'll have a good talk with Guan Shengye when we get back, okay?"
Zong Ao smiled, not at all like a monster.
Yi Mu remained silent, so Zong Ao bit his ear as punishment.
Yi Mu frowned and looked over, and Zong Ao planted a kiss on his lips, smiling indulgently: "I just love it when you glare at me."
You're only exceptionally polite to people you don't care about; if you show emotion, it means that person has already caught your eye and is affecting your mood.
The clothes sent by the tribe resembled modern suits, but the style was rather old-fashioned.
The clothes were clean, but they looked old.
The crown prepared for Zong Ao was a gold crown inlaid with various gemstones.
Yi Mu wore a thin chain that wrapped around her head, with several dried red flowers embedded in her left forehead, hidden among her black hair, creating an eerie beauty.
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