"Rong Ye! Why are you being so quiet?" Su Qinglan asked, poking his ribs. "Tell me your secret!"
"No secret, Lan Lan," he muffled into her skin, his eyes shining with a secret victory. "I'm just a very talented fox."
He knew that if he ever told her about this side of herself, she would be so embarrassed she might never look at him again. It was his secret...a secret he would take to his grave.
For some reason, she only behaved this way with him and not the other husbands, whatever the reason was.
Rong Ye was more than happy to be the only one who knew how truly needy his little vixen could be in the dark of the night.
Rong Ye was quite pleased with himself, but he had no idea why this was actually happening.
He didn't realize that his specific royal fox bloodline carried a natural, powerful attraction.
To any female sleeping beside him, he was like a walking aphrodisiac that made them instinctively crave his touch.
