"Is there something wrong, sir, to look at me like this?" Yan Yijue smiled gracefully, yet there was a hint of coldness and ferocity that was hardly noticeable.
He saw at a glance that this was a tree spirit, but he didn't expect the tree spirit to be so incredibly beautiful, more charming than any woman.
This stirred up his most greedy and lascivious nature. He even wanted to play with this tree spirit as a pet first and blend with it.
"Sorry, I was being rude." Shu Yao knew he had overstepped by staring at someone so boldly.
He lowered his head slightly. His black hair fell, making his delicate face look even more feminine and charming.
It was inappropriate to describe a man as charming, but in Yan Yijue's eyes, the tree spirit's peerless beauty would make any woman feel ashamed.
He extended the most sincere invitation: "Why don't you come to my place, sir, to warm up and have a rest?"
He perfectly concealed the strong demonic aura on his body. To all appearances, he was just an ordinary mortal.
Shu Yao was highly vigilant and naturally had some doubts. But the man wasn't a lewd and burly brute. A man as gentle as jade shouldn't be a bad person, right?
"Have you made up your mind, sir?"
"Then, I'll trouble you." Just then, he didn't want to go back to the tree house. The cold was seeping into his body, and he was just looking for a place to rest.
Yan Yijue still smiled innocently and gently: "You're welcome."
The moment he turned his back on Shu Yao, the gentle curve of his lips disappeared, replaced by a sinister and cold smile...
When they arrived at Yan Yijue's residence, Shu Yao felt a chill. Looking around, he saw simple furnishings.
Of course, he didn't know that this was just a wooden house conjured up by Yan Yijue's magic. In fact, it didn't really exist.
"Please have a seat, sir. I'll go and make you a cup of tea." Yan Yijue was still elegant, showing perfect hospitality.
Shu Yao nodded and found a place to sit. There happened to be a stove there. He stretched out his hands to warm them.
Yan Yijue gave a coquettish glance and admired how beautiful those hands were. From this angle, he could just see the fair skin under the red gauze. The slightly bent posture just outlined a slender waist.
If this person were a woman, she would surely be a disaster for the country. The cold - blooded Yan Yijue was unexpectedly charmed by this man.
Moreover, this was a tree spirit with whom he had a sworn feud. Thinking about it, he, who was always known for his cruelty, could actually be tempted by beauty.
Even though he had dallied with thousands of beauties, he had never had such a feeling before.
He brewed a cup of tea. Then, he took out a delicate small bottle from his long sleeve and dropped a drop into the tea. His movements were smooth and natural, and there was no sign of anything amiss.
"Please have some tea."
Shu Yao quickly took it and nodded: "Thank you, sir."
"My humble abode is simple. I hope you won't mind."
"Not at all." Shu Yao smiled politely. Just as he was about to lower his head to drink the tea, he noticed that the color of the tea was a bit too dark.
He wrinkled his delicate nose and sniffed, but he didn't smell any strange odor. And he couldn't see anything wrong with his eyes either.
Everything seemed normal, but he always felt uneasy.
"Why aren't you drinking, sir?" Yan Yijue concealed a trace of panic. He didn't expect the tree spirit to be so alert. Fortunately, the tree spirit's cultivation was still shallow and hadn't noticed yet.
"No, I'll drink it now." Following Yan Yijue's victorious gaze, Shu Yao took a small sip.
The sweet taste in his mouth made his eyes light up. He couldn't help taking a few more sips. He still wasn't satisfied until he had finished the whole cup.
The smooth and delicious taste like a dessert broke down the only defense in Shu Yao's heart. He couldn't help but exclaim: "What's the name of this tea? Why is it so delicious?"
"This is a precious tea passed down in my family and brewed by my own hands. If you like it, sir, I'll pour you another cup."
"Okay. I'll trouble you, sir."
"You're welcome."
Yan Yijue poured another cup of tea and casually asked: "May I ask your surname, sir?"
"Oh, you can just call me Shu Yao." However, the words Shu Yao hadn't finished were interrupted by a sudden dizziness in his brain.
He uncomfortably rubbed his head, hoping to stay awake. But his increasingly heavy head made the world spin in front of his eyes and everything became blurred.
At the moment of losing consciousness, he saw the evil smile on that handsome face, which kept getting bigger, like a poisonous man - eating flower. Although it was colorful, it was bewitching.
Until he couldn't even utter a single word, his vision went black and he fell to the ground.
"Humph, collapsing after just one cup. What a weakling." Yan Yijue was as calm as ever. He squinted his eyes, with a bit more playfulness and unruliness in his cruelty. He stared directly at the man on the ground.
When Shu Yao woke up, as soon as his eyes touched the dark room, he found that he couldn't move his limbs.
His hands and feet were chained, and he was in a shameful "big - character" position. His clothes were half - open, and his underwear had been completely removed.
He didn't know how to describe his current position. He just felt extremely ashamed and angry. He kept struggling with his hands and feet, trying to break free from the hard chains.
"Struggling is useless." In the small room, a voice like a ghost drifted faintly, with an intangible laziness and coldness, slowly winding into Shu Yao's ears.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, a pair of shoes with golden patterns appeared at the corner. The long train of the clothes carried a faint red light shining in the darkness. A tall and imposing figure with a domineering aura rushed towards him.
What came into view was flowing silver hair. The light outlined his three - dimensional and demonic facial features. It was still the same beautiful face, but there was an additional red winding ornament in the middle of his forehead.
The simple red clothes were gone. Instead, he was wearing a gorgeous red robe, which made his figure look even more noble and elegant.
"You, it's you?" Shu Yao still couldn't believe that the angry man shrouded in red light in front of him was the gentle and elegant young master just now.
"Surprised, aren't you?" Yan Yijue uttered a few words and walked closer lightly. His amorous phoenix eyes scanned this perfect body.
Shu Yao watched as that beautiful hand lifted his chin. The coldness of the hand clearly touched his skin, but it seemed to penetrate his heart and bones, making him shiver.
"Who, who on earth are you?" Just waking up, Shu Yao was still a bit dizzy and his voice was weak.
Yan Yijue showed an extremely cold and gloomy smile. His fingers gradually exerted force. Looking at the slightly wrinkled delicate eyebrows, he actually felt a sense of conquest: "I'll naturally tell you before you're reduced to ashes."
"Could it be that you're not a mortal?"
Yan Yijue squinted his long and narrow eyes and said quietly: "When did I tell you I was a mortal?"
Shu Yao seemed to mutter to himself: "If you're not a mortal, why couldn't I tell?"
"Humph, with your little skills, you still want to see through me," Yan Yijue heard it clearly and laughed arrogantly: "You little tree spirit are really overestimating yourself."
His disdainful gaze was deep and unpredictable. The hand holding Shu Yao slowly slid down along his line of sight, passing over the fair and smooth cheek and the slender neck...