Lin Miao leaned down, pressing his lips against those soft, slightly cool cherry lips, kissing gently. Soon, Liuli's delicate body began to heat up, and the blush on her pretty face became deeper and deeper.
"My lord…"
Lin Miao bent down and scooped up Liuli in his arms.
Inside the Hibiscus canopy.
Liuli once again experienced that ethereal feeling, completely immersed, more indelibly than the first time.
"My lord, let me serve you, won't you?" Liuli shyly lay on Lin Miao's arm, gently tracing across that solid chest.
That night, Lin Miao enjoyed Liuli's utmost tenderness.
The next morning, Liuli sat radiant before the mirror, dressing up. The reflection showed her in a gauzy robe, her eyebrows and eyes exuding a captivating charm.
She knew her good days had begun.
Her status was formally established, and her position in the Lin residence was naturally incomparable to before. She even spent more time with Lin Miao, second only to Sun Youwei.
