But reluctant to leave.
Women are meant to be cherished, especially women like her who are particularly starved of affection.
The madness from earlier did not allow him to savor it, but now as he relished it slowly, he found her lips to be very cold, almost devoid of warmth, chilling to the core.
This was a woman ordinary people would never have the blessing to touch, without enough cultivation even a simple kiss could be deadly...
"Is this the kiss of mortal men and women?" Ye Jiuyou suddenly asked.
Zhao Changhe also responded with a soft "Mm."
"Indeed, it's very sweet, like cotton candy." Ye Jiuyou murmured softly, "I like sweet things."
"In the future... it will always be sweet."
"Do I look very disheveled right now?"
"Why do you say that?"
"After floundering in the water for so long, my face powder is gone, and the lipstick you've tasted, leaving me as pale as a ghost."
