Xie Yanghua slowly walked to the bedside.
He looked at the man sitting at the edge of the bed and couldn't help but chuckle, "What's this, it's only been a few days, and your sharpness is already worn down?"
Luo Xiao remained motionless, sitting as if he hadn't heard a word. Xie Yanghua looked down and saw his slightly opened robe full of kiss marks and claw scratches, stretching from his beautiful collarbone to his chest, some even turning blue and purple.
Xie Yanghua leaned down with a smile, reaching out to pinch Luo Xiao's chin, "Why aren't you telling me to get lost anymore?"
Luo Xiao was forced to lift his handsome face; only then did Xie Yanghua notice that even his face wasn't spared, with teeth marks on both cheeks, seemingly freshly bitten.
Xie Yanghua nodded with satisfaction, "Looks like I wasn't wrong; you're quite popular indeed."
Luo Xiao had a vacant expression. He opened his eyes, but his pupils were slightly dilated and unfocused.
