The silence that followed the transformation was heavier than the snake's previous grip.
Xuan Long stood unmoving, his glowing emerald green eyes locked on the fox-eared female before him.
Su Qinglan was drowning in guilt and regret; if she had known it was not a dream but reality, then if she had even ten heads, she would have never dared to grope him.
Her breath hitched, her hands still instinctively pressed against her nose, and her little fox ears twitched violently atop her head. The sight made him narrow his eyes further.
Audacious.
This female. She looked like a terrified rabbit, yet just moments ago, she had been recklessly wild, clinging to him without shame.
He ran a finger lightly over the faint red marks blossoming on his bronzed neck...proof of her frantic, needy assault. The insolence of it!
