She doubted it.
Could he be called handsome?
All she felt was a predatory vibe from him.
A sense of oppression, a sense of utter dominance. But there was that familiar warmth she had gotten so used to by now, unchanged. Regardless, there was a weight to him now that made her gulp.
He gently pushed her hands against the cold rock of the cavern, and she looked at him unamusingly. "Xiao Li, the girl is beside us, no naughtiness…"
Han Li's lustful gaze, amused and intrugued, calmed down and he planted a gentle kiss on her lips, which she reciprocated lovingly. A second later, they parted.
"What an unexpected benefit," he muttered, looking at her flushed face.
"What happened?" she asked, clearing her throat and examining his changes.