The Duke had never felt any desire for her.
Those other times...
It had been a one-sided affair, with him merely teasing her.
âCome to think of it,â Yu Zhizhi thought, âI wouldnât have any improper thoughts about my own cats or dogs, would I?â
Even if you liked them, the affection for a pet was different from the affection for a person.
The Duke had always been raising her as if she were a pet.
When Yu Zhizhi realized what she had just said, her face flushed faintly. She lowered her head, looking at the steaming pool, and was just about to get in and hide in the water when she realizedâ
A hand pressed down on her shoulder.
"Thinking of you..."
The little femaleâs voice was soft and sweet, a sound he could never get enough of.
"Thinking of me?" The Duke wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. With his other hand, he tipped her chin up, his golden, vertical pupils staring straight into her eyes. "What were you thinking about me? Hmm?"
Steam filled the air.
In the rising heat, the little femaleâs glistening eyes shimmered with light. A blush stained her snow-white cheeks, spreading bit by bit until even the tips of her rabbit ears turned red.
But...
âWhat was she supposed to say?â
She had tried all her wiles before, yet the Duke had remained unmoved.
He would just watch, a faint smile on his lips, his cool fingertips teasing her wantonly as he observed her passion rise and fall.
Yu Zhizhi felt a pang of sadness.
The Duke watched as the Light flickering in the little femaleâs eyes slowly died out.
She lowered her gaze, as if to hide her inner emotions.
â...Whatâs wrong?â
âWhy is she unhappy now?â
The Duke realized that he cared. A lot.
âWas his little pet frightened by what happened tonight, or was she still worried about that dying Wild Dog?â
âWhy does she look so sad?â
Her eyelashes grew damp with tears. Yu Zhizhi pressed her lips together. She hadnât wanted to cry, but when she thought about how her "third objective" for the Snake Clan had also failed, and how her mission time was about to run out, the tears just wouldnât stop.
âObliteration...â
âWhat would that be like?â
âWould it hurt?â
âWould my memories disappear?â
âWould I leave any trace of my existence in this world?â
âShe hadnât been able to go home, hadnât seen the person she wanted to see...â
The Duke watched the crystalline teardrop at the corner of her eye, and something stirred in his heart.
He gently brushed the tear from the corner of her eye with his finger.
Then, he leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Whatâs wrong, little one?"
The manâs magnetic voice was low and slightly hoarse. Whatever the reason, at this moment, he wanted his little female to be a little happier.
Yu Zhizhiâs tears only flowed faster.
She felt a kiss land on her lips.
Light and ticklish.
The Duke gave the young womanâs lips a light peck, but as if mesmerized, he did it again, and again.
Noticing the little femaleâs tears gradually stop, the corner of his mouth twitched. âSo...â
â...she likes being kissed.â
The Duke applied a bit of force with his hands, lifting her from his side and settling her onto his lap to face him.
Yu Zhizhi instinctively wrapped her arms around him, afraid of falling into the water.
Before she could react, she felt the Dukeâs arm tighten around her waist. His other hand cradled the back of her head as he leaned down and kissed her.
This time, it wasnât a light peck or a test of the waters, but a deep, lingering kiss.
The little femaleâs unique jasmine scent was delicately sweet. He savored it meticulously, as tenderly as a lover in the throes of passion.
He was trying to soothe her.
To make her forget the nightâs unpleasantness.
He hoped she could be a little happier.
Yu Zhizhi was stunned at first. She never expected the Duke to take the initiative...
His cool fingers gently stroked her smooth, delicate back.
She sat on the Dukeâs lap, her toes brushing against the hot water below, and couldnât stop trembling.
Yu Zhizhi felt her entire body go weak.
Her rabbit ears drooped shyly...
Her face flushed and her heart pounded.
The Duke ended the long kiss. His voice was husky, and desire lurked in his golden, vertical pupils. "Do you want it?"
Like a Demon holding out a poisoned apple to a lost maiden.
His words were laced with temptation.