His reminder immediately set Hexin's cheeks on fire, and she turned her back on him, determined to ignore him.
Knowing that she was embarrassed, Long Yin slid close to her and put his lips to her ear. "Do you want me to give you a massage?" Despite asking this question, he did not wait for an answer to start moving.
Flustered, Hexin hastily caught his hand. "No!"
With a chuckle, Long Yin leaned over and whispered suggestively in her ear, "We'll leave it for tonight, then."
Hexin shuddered in fear at the meaning hidden in his words. She shoved him away and sat up rapidly.
She was only dressed in an inner garment—Long Yin had put it on her after last night. However, the straps were not properly fastened, and when she sat up, the garment slipped off her shoulder, revealing her snow-white skin and the pink marks peppering it.
At the sight, Long Yin's bottomless eyes darkened once again.
