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Now, as he looked at the little eunuch before him, who was clearly terrified yet stubbornly defiant, Leng Junyu was considering sparing him.
After all, everything should have its limits; going too far would not be good.
However, when he gazed down at that small face, delicate and white as jade, it shone with a translucent glow under the moonlight.
The features were exquisitely beautiful!
The brows arched like a crescent moon, the eyelashes long and fluttering, the upturned nose dainty. Finally, Leng Junyu's gaze unknowingly fell upon those perfectly shaped lips.
The cherry blossom-pink lips were slightly upturned, moist and plump, so pleasing to the eye and sweet!
Recalling the kiss from earlier that morning made Leng Junyu's heart skip a beat; the feeling was incredibly subtle.
It was as if something within him had begun to sprout and grow. Like a small stone thrown into his calm heart lake, it stirred up ripples of enchantment…
Making him feel restless and enchanted…
In the end, even Leng Junyu himself did not realize that his cold eyes were gradually infused with a depth and heat he did not understand, tinged with a hint of obsession…
Slowly, his handsome face leaned closer to that exquisite little face below him, inch by inch…
However, just as Leng Junyu's lips were about to cover those coveted lips he had long desired, a strange sound suddenly broke through the peculiar and rippling atmosphere.
"Uh..."
“……”
Hearing the sudden and strange sound, both people present were completely stunned.
Le Yao Yao slowly opened her tightly closed eyes, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment.
However, the bizarre sound continued, ‘gurgle, gurgle,’ echoing clearly in the stillness of the night.
At that moment, even Le Yao Yao, who had once wished for death, felt an overwhelming urge to die!
Because this sound was coming from her stomach, and at that moment, it was incessantly rumbling.
She felt frustrated with her unruly belly; wanting to die gloriously was simply out of the question.
But she couldn’t really blame herself.
Since she had eaten a fragrant braised chicken leg in the morning, by the time she woke up in the early hours, all she had managed to nibble on was a dry and cold steamed bun, which barely filled the gaps between her teeth.
She was already starving to death, and then being startled by this living hell made her close her eyes. With her eyes shut tight and unable to see anything, her other senses became particularly sensitive—especially her sense of smell.
So when she closed her eyes, her nose naturally picked up the scent of the Osmanthus Cake on the table beside her. It smelled deliciously sweet.
That rich sweet aroma stirred up the hunger in her belly, leading to that awkward and embarrassing gurgling sound…
At this moment, Le Yao Yao felt utterly mortified.
After all, making a fool of herself in front of this living hell was far worse than being killed.
Le Yao Yao, feeling either enraged or overly frightened, found herself surprisingly fearless. With a snap of her teeth, Silver Fang growled at the face still hovering above her.
"Are you going to kill me or not? If not, I'm leaving!"
"Uh..."
At Le Yao Yao's outburst, Leng Junyu was momentarily taken aback. Just when she thought he would become angry and kill her, she heard him say—
"Are you hungry?"
"..."
Le Yao Yao was left speechless by such an unrelated response. She couldn't help but think that this living embodiment of the underworld truly had a temperament as unpredictable as the weather, making him impossible to read.
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