In God's kingdom, within the Heavenly Dao Divine Palace, Hongmeng opened his eyes, awakening between two warm, fragrant, and yielding bodies. He inhaled the sweet scent and, looking up, saw a pair of beautiful eyes filled with tender affection.
The eyelashes were long, the gaze foggy, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.
Gu Xun'er's face was flushed, her hair disheveled. Her eyes met Hongmeng's, and like a startled deer, she hurriedly lowered her head.
Hongmeng reached out to gently grasp the beauty's delicate chin and lift her face, an offensive line from Old Jin coming unbidden to his mind.
"There is nothing more gentle than your lowered head, like a fragile lotus unable to endure the cool breeze, shy and bashful!"
"My god, you're awake!"
Gu Xun'er's red lips parted slightly, dewy and alluring, tempting one to take a fierce bite.
