"Feng Huang—"
"Hmm?" He didn't stop. His mouth continued its maddeningly slow trail up her neck, his tongue tracing the sensitive curve of her ear.
"Feng Huang, please," she whispered, her hands tangling in his vibrant red hair. Her resolve was melting faster than ice cream in a volcano.
[OOH! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)]
The blue System screen flickered into existence right above his head, blinking rapidly.
[Is this it, Host? Is the big moment finally here? Are you going to mate with the big, pretty kitty? I've already prepared the 'Congratulations on Losing Your Virginity' confetti! ☆]
"Shut up!" Xin Yi hissed, though it came out as more of a whimper.
Feng Huang pulled back just enough to smirk, his golden eyes dark with a heat that made her toes curl. "Is that a yes?"
"I... I..." Her brain was absolute mush. He looked like a god, and his hands were doing very persuasive things to her waist. She was about two seconds away from saying 'to hell with it' and dragging him down with her.
