"Equal treatment for all?"
Yun Shangyuan's mouth twitched.
"Yue Yaya, if you don't know how to use idioms properly, please don't use them, okay?"
He made it sound like he was an Emperor with three thousand beauties.
Feng Yueya realized she had used the phrase incorrectly and awkwardly laughed,
"Hehe, I've read too many novels. It just slipped out. But, changing it to 'even absorption of yang energy' is quite fitting."
"Even absorption of yang energy? I just need to absorb from you and that's enough!"
After saying that, he cupped her head with both hands and firmly pressed his lips against hers, mimicking the action of inhaling.
Feng Yueya was so scared that she tightly closed her mouth, not letting him absorb her yang energy.
Yun Shangyuan kept his intense pressure on her lips and tirelessly moved for a while before finally releasing her, breathing heavily.
How detestable, not being able to touch was too painful!
"Yun Shangyuan, can ghosts breathe too?"