Their eyes locked onto each other's.
Ye Qianming's figure, suddenly stiffened.
His body still maintained a slight lean forward, poised to plant a kiss.
That pair of thin, sexy lips was only millimeters away from Luo Qingtong's delicate, pink ones.
A mere nudge from Luo Qingtong or Ye Qianming would bring their lips together.
Caught in the act of stealing a kiss, Ye Qianming's complexion was indescribably rigid.
Just then, with a swift motion, Luo Qingtong, who had opened her eyes and was staring at him, blinked and looked at him for a moment.
Then, lifting her hand, she wrapped it around his neck and kissed him smack on the lips.
"Ye Qianming?"
Her eyes foggy with sleep, she gazed at the man before her, "Be good, I'm really sleepy, stop messing around."
Luo Qingtong was extremely drowsy at that moment, still in a state between sleep and wakefulness.
When Ye Qianming faced Little Fragrant Pig just now, the cold aura surrounding him triggered an internal alarm, yanking her out of deep sleep.
But upon seeing Ye Qianming's face, her internal alarm was instantly disarmed.
Accustomed to sharing a bed with Little Netherworld Venerate over this period, Luo Qingtong had become used to Ye Qianming's presence by her side.
Glancing at his face suddenly, Luo Qingtong, who had completely forgotten about calling Ye Qianming over before going to sleep, subconsciously mistook Ye Qianming, the true visitor, for Little Netherworld Venerate.
Although it was odd that Little Netherworld Venerate had recovered so quickly.
But with extreme fatigue and her mind in shutdown, Luo Qingtong didn't have the energy to consider this matter.
She just cuddled the man's neck, yawning while leaning into his embrace.
"Let's sleep," she said, habitually kissing Ye Qianming once more.
It felt odd having the man back to his normal size.
But Luo Qingtong, still not quite awake, had yet to notice this detail.
In an instant, Ye Qianming's eyes turned dangerous.
He looked intently at the half-asleep girl before him, and who was luxuriously charming and alluring, like a kitten.
"Sleep?"
His voice was low, with a hidden hoarseness.
"Luo Qi…"
At that, Luo Qingtong suddenly became wide awake.
Oh my!
She stared at the man.
Ye Qianming's figure was tall and possessed immense strength.
Instantly, Luo Qingtong's eyes went wide.
"Ha, ha… Lord… well…"
Luo Qingtong was about to say it was a coincidence, but then quickly realized that using this cliché line wasn't appropriate at the moment!
She hurriedly switched her line.
"Haha… what a surprise!" she said with a forced laugh.
"Is that so? I feel the same way," he said.
Ye Qianming looked deeply at her, the light in his eyes growing more intense.
Those two kisses were indeed very surprising.
And… very sweet.
"Your request is granted!"
Oh my! What a misunderstanding!
Luo Qingtong's lip twitched.
She mistook Ye Qianming himself for Little Netherworld Venerate!
With Little Netherworld Venerate, whose strength she had restricted, Luo Qingtong felt free to tease him as she liked, without any psychological burden.
But facing Ye Qianming himself was a different matter.
Seeing the fiery desire in the man's eyes, Luo Qingtong was startled and instinctively wanted to back away.
But Ye Qianming's iron arm was already tightly encircling her.