There were no sweet, gentle whispers, nor any comforting words of solace—only cold reprimands. Yet Madam Chiyo showed not the slightest hint of dissatisfaction or vexation; instead, her gaze grew increasingly hazy and intoxicated.
"Ah... exactly this attitude, just this attitude! It's simply unbearable! So stern, so icy, Ukyo... it's simply too much to bear!" Madam Chiyo's slender hand glided from Chu Zihang's abdominal muscles up across his chest, climbing all the way until she couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck. "As expected, only you understand me, Ukyo! Only you understand me!"
Had it been any other host, seeing a mature and attractive woman looking at him with such intense passion and trying to provoke him, he most likely would have lost his restraint, pulled the woman into his arms, and returned a deep kiss... But not Chu Zihang. He didn't even look at Madam Chiyo, maintaining his stern, cold expression as he merely let out a cold snort from his nose.
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