This close, Mo Tianliao could feel his soft breaths brushing against the side of his face, as well as the faint heat radiating from his body. Without thinking, he swallowed and turned to look at him.
Cold, beautiful eyes gazed back at him as those lips parted to reveal a clear, melodious voice that seemed to echo from the deepest recesses of time. “What do you want to talk about?”
Spellbound, Mo Tianliao inched closer and stopped a few inches away from those pale, thin lips. He pinched his own thigh under the blanket and cast around for a topic. “That fox. Don’t you think it was similar to the one we saw at Six Harmonies Bazaar?”
“Yeah,” Qingtong answered simply. He didn’t see anything unusual about Mo Tianliao leaning so close—after all, this was how they usually interacted. However, seeing this face so close made his hands itch with the desire to scratch at it. He couldn’t resist—His Feline Lordship in human form reached out to place his fingers on Mo Tianliao’s face and gently curled them.
Mo Tianliao stiffened and went still as those slightly cool fingers lightly scratched away at his face, the ticklish sensation making his heart itch too. His mouth went dry as an uncontrollable heat coursed through his entire body.
“Qingtong…” Mo Tianliao breathed in a hoarse voice. He wanted to warn his master to stay away from him. Even if he was a block of wood now, he was still a man. He couldn’t withstand such temptation. If this continued, there was no telling what he might do!
Those cold, beautiful eyes slowly narrowed. Qingtong pushed away the face before him. “Insolent disciple! How dare you call your shizun by name!”
The inexplicable romantic tension between them shattered just as suddenly as it had formed.
MINI EXTRA
When Can We Have a Normal Romance?
Woodworker: Shizun, your lips look so sweet.
Shizun: Insolent disciple! Are you thinking of biting me?! *bites first to get the upper hand*
Woodworker: QAQ