Sacred Land, Wu City.
Su Bei looked down at Key Smoke's face. The most esteemed woman in all the Twenty-One Provinces now lay beneath him, her cheeks flushed rosy, her eyes carrying a hint of shyness. This intoxicating experience made her break free from her usual aloofness, grounding her more in reality. Su Bei licked the corner of his mouth and smacked his lips, as if a trace of sweetness still lingered.
"What's the matter? Haven't you had enough?" Key Smoke's beautiful eyes danced, her pretty face full of charm. She parted her red lips, teasing.
Su Bei withdrew his absent-minded gaze, coughed, and smiled awkwardly at her. Then, he said seriously, "How could I be that kind of person?"
Key Smoke watched where his peripheral vision lingered, a thoughtful expression on her face. Then, her eyes flickered, and a meaningful smile touched her lips. "Does Elder Su like women's feet? I never expected you to have such a fetish."
