Chapter 38

Li Fuyin picked up the comb and began to comb his hair. She had never waited on anyone before, so she could only follow the memory of how maidservants combed hair to learn how to do it for him. Her gaze, however, involuntarily drifted elsewhere, landing on his clearly visible collarbones. In the hollows, a shallow pool of water had gathered, swaying slightly with his breath—damned alluring... "Hiss—"