elf for it because he could be harsh towards anyone else but not towards Nuanwan..."Oh right, when are you going home" Nuanwan asked with a somewhat awkward smile as she tried to act natural but felt...Chapter 9 **Ambiguity 1

Warming, "……"

Warming was in tears. She had been smart since a young age but now she realized something deeply: her and Ye Feimo's intelligence levels were clearly not on the same level, so their communication didn't align.

Hence, they were talking past each other without any common ground.

Was it because she was too dumb or he was too perverted Warming seriously pondered this question.

"Do you think we are discussing the same thing" Warming tried to talk calmly with him. She felt very calm, but wasn't sure if he was also calm, since his gaze looked like he wanted to tear her clothes off.

Warm started to feel a sense of danger.

"Don't you think so"

In just a few words, she basically confirmed one thing.

Ye Feimo is very domineering.

Ye Feimo is very cunning.

Ye Feimo is very perverted.

Ye Feimo is very smart.

This was Nuangwen's summary of Ye Feimo after their first encounter outside the usual context, and many years later, this summary would be profoundly confirmed.

"Oh right, what's your name"

Nuangwen, "……"

Have you ever seen a man who, after having been intimate with a woman and proposing to be her lover, asks in such an indifferent tone, "What’s your name, miss"

Have you Have you Ye Feimo is undoubtedly the first one in history.

"Warm."

Ye Feimo remained calm, his long arm hooked around her, and Warm let out a surprised cry as she landed in his arms. Ye Feimo was definitely an action-oriented person; he immediately pressed her down onto the sofa and captured her lips.

The scorching kiss, with an imposing attitude, conquered every inch of skin inside her mouth. Warm was momentarily caught off guard, being pinned on the sofa without any defense, leaving him to take full advantage.

She was wearing Ye Feimo's pajama robe, which loosened when he pulled it. Warm felt inexplicably warm as vague yet vivid memories of that night resurfaced, clouding her judgment.

Her body trembled and heated up; his hands seemed to carry a wave of fire wherever they touched, causing the skin there to turn hot.

The last time she was drunk, she had been disoriented. Now, however, she felt extremely clear-headed, with all her senses focusing on his fiery lips and tongue. Her whole body trembled as a warm current gathered in her lower abdomen.ssed by, blowing a whistle, but Moyao felt indifferent about it.How much he longed for Xiao Bai.Xiao Bai was even more eager; this was the familiar eagerness he knew well. While kissing him, his hand...