After her meal, Sang Luo went for a stroll to walk off her food and was suddenly yanked into the shadows behind a tree by a pair of hands.
'Where did this scoundrel come from?!'
Just as she was about to cry out in alarm, a man embraced her tightly from behind. He held a jade folded fan in his right hand, using it to tilt her chin up as he lowered his head and gently kissed her neck.
His voice was low and suggestive, with a hint of resentment.
"Domestic flowers can't compare to wildflowers, can they? Are the wild Male Beasts outside so good that they've enchanted my Little Luoruo into lingering, forgetting all about going home?"
The moment Sang Luo heard the man's voice, her tense body relaxed, and she nestled into his embrace as if she were boneless. "Hmph~ What kind of flower-plucking scoundrel are you?"
"As a novice flower-plucking scoundrel, can I pluck away this little beauty's heart?"
he chuckled.
