The moment Shui Yun appeared.
Her vision blurred, and Tang Wen's handsome face rushed toward her.
She felt a soft, warm touch.
"Mmph... You ambushed me."
She shook her head away in mock annoyance, her lipstick now smudged.
So she retaliated, planting two bright red lip prints firmly on Tang Wen's face.
Tang Wen didn't seem to mind. His left hand slid down to grasp her right, and he interlaced their fingers tightly.
"Now you can't escape, Senior Sister."
Shui Yun shot him a playful glare, the allure in her eyes enough to make the very foundations of the underground palace tremble.
'Who could possibly resist this?'
Tang Wen's little brother saluted in respect, and fire burned in his eyes.
'I'm going to devour her.'
'I'll devour this vixen today.'
"Senior Sister, let's go home."
Without waiting for an answer, he pulled Shui Yun toward the exit.
"Hey! I came to borrow your training room!"
"No rush. We'll get to that later."
