Yan Xiu followed the force of Li Yuyu's pounce, leaning back by the bedside.
Li Yuyu was also pulled slightly forward by inertia, and when she steadied herself, the distance between her and Yan Xiu had closed even more.
"Thump thump thump..."
The sound of someone's heartbeat was very clear at this moment.
Li Yuyu slightly tilted her small face.
Yan Xiu's eyes were deep, with a doting smile in their depths. He slowly released the hold on Li Yuyu's wrist, and his magnetic voice carried a faint huskiness: "How do you plan to punish me?"
It's me, not the emperor.
The slightly raised tone at the end of his voice teased Li Yuyu's eardrums.
Li Yuyu's cheeks flushed, her ears burning, but she refused to appear weak. Gathering the courage within her heart, she tightened her grip on Yan Xiu's clothing and pressed her red lips against his.
Due to her excessive force, her teeth bumped against Yan Xiu's lips.
