The Fourth Master was taking a nap in Yuxiu Palace.
As he was about to get up, he felt an itch on his neck.
He attempted to reach out and touch it, but found his hands pinned down, both hands at the same time.
The Fourth Master opened his eyes wide and saw Ye Zao with her hands pressing down on his, resting at his sides, as she lay on top of him sniffing at his neck.
Her light pink inner clothes were loosely tied, revealing the snow-white edge of her embroidered jasmine-patterned undergarment. It was equally snowy white.
The Fourth Master was a bit puzzled but didn't resist: "What are you doing?"
His voice was hoarse, irresistibly charming.
Ye Zao narrowed her eyes at him: "You always say my voice is enticing. Why don't you mention it when yours is?" Saying this, Ye Zao bit the Fourth Master's Adam's apple.
The Fourth Master felt a little pain from her bite, and his hands moved slightly.
Ye Zao exerted more force, pressing down firmly.
