"Sister…"
Inside the spacious private room, a young man knelt on a soft wool carpet. His wrists were bound by thin silver chains, and a black silk ribbon was tied over his eyes, a stark contrast to his snow-white skin.
He had been in this position for ten minutes, but the other person in the room remained perfectly still.
Gu Nian ventured, but received no response.
The snow-white bunny ears on his head twitched, as if trying to locate her.
"Hm?" Jiang Qingli finally replied.
Slender fingers gripped a bunny ear from behind, the pad of her thumb stroking the soft fuzz at its base.
It was a feather-light touch, yet the young man shuddered. His crimson lips parted, and a soft gasp escaped.
"Why are you trembling?" Jiang Qingli whispered, blowing softly against his ear. Her gaze drifted down to his waist before a mischievous smile touched her lips. "You lost."
Gu Nian fell back uncontrollably, his head landing in her lap.
