Purple Death's purple eyes widened for a brief instant.
Then her expression cooled again, as if she refused to give him the satisfaction of surprise.
"Hmph… is this all you ever think about—"
Li Feng did not let her finish.
He leaned in and kissed her forehead
"…!"
The gesture was so sudden, and so gentle, that Purple Death trembled slightly.
Before she could prevent it, her cold demeanor softened, and the sharpness in her eyes lessened.
For a moment she simply lay there beneath him, caught off guard by a warmth that had nothing to do with lust.
Purple Death's beautiful face even flushed slightly as she bit her lower lip, but then she saw the smug look on his face.
"...Hmph."
She scoffed at once and turned her face away.
Seeing such adorableness, Li Feng could not help but chuckle.
He was beginning to understand Purple Death a little.
She was cold and deadly on the outside.
But inside… she was quite soft.
