Ye Qingfeng's mouth was right by Shui Yiyi's ear, and his breath as he spoke brushed against her fair, smooth ear and neck, causing a tingling sensation.
Ye Qingfeng's words made her blush even more, lightly biting her red lips, unsure how to explain.
"This Ye Qingfeng, why did he suddenly ask such a question? How should I respond? I can't just say I came to offer myself, but unexpectedly ran away shyly when I found Bu Fan in your room." Shui Yiyi thought with embarrassment in her heart.
Without waiting for Shui Yiyi's response, Ye Qingfeng gave a light smile.
"Wait for me to return, and then we can cherish our time together." Ye Qingfeng's breath was hot against Shui Yiyi's ear.
"Ah!"
Shui Yiyi's pretty face turned as red as a ripe peach.
When she lifted her head again, Ye Qingfeng was already gone.
"Hmph, wishful thinking..." Shui Yiyi's heart fluttered, feeling both shy and somewhat expectant.
"Master's wife, what did Master just say to you?" Ye Bufan looked up and asked.
