Demon Calamity

Demon-Binding Master: Mo Yanchuan × Qian Yunqi, Young Lord of the Fox Clan

His fingertips leisurely twined around the tassel of the jade pendant at Mo Yanchuan’s waist. With every loop, the cool jade warmed a little more. Qian Yunqi leaned against the daybed, the faint red at the corners of his eyes shimmering in the candlelight.

“If you really intend to arrest me, my lord,” he suddenly leaned in, his warm breath brushing the other man’s taut jaw, his lips almost touching the bobbing Adam’s apple, “why wait until the third watch?”

Mo Yanchuan’s sword was already drawn three inches from its sheath, its cold gleam lighting his stern profile. But when Qian Yunqi’s fingertips gently pressed against the wrist holding the sword, slowly pushing it down with a tender, lingering force, the blade truly slid three inches back into its sheath.

Qian Yunqi’s lips curved in triumph. His amber eyes rippled in the candlelight as he breathed out like an orchid:

“See? You can’t bear to~”