Yu Zhizhi stood by the edge of the pool. From her angle, the mist over the water obscured her view of what was below. All she could see was the Duke's upper body, his robes hanging open. His sopping-wet, inky-blue hair dripped water down his sensual collarbones and chest.
Her gaze froze for a moment, and she slowly drew closer.
The Duke's voice was enchanting.
Yu Zhizhi entered the pool. The Duke, whose arm had been resting on the edge, lazily looped it around, and the small female fell right into his embrace.
A light splash broke the surface. Through the hazy mist, her sparkling eyes held a trace of shyness. She lowered her head and rested quietly in his arms.
The Duke inhaled Yu Zhizhi's jasmine scent as his snake tail moved slowly at the bottom of the pool.
He was afraid of scaring her.
He did his best to restrain the urge to coil around her tightly.
He could only approach slowly, stealthily.
