Lin Qiushi: "Modeling?" He seldom saw such a tall girl as Ruan Baijie. Tall and straight in stature, good temperament; except for her nonexistent chest, it seemed that she had no other shortcomings.
Chu Yun was laying in bed next to Xiao Zai, apparently naked under the silk comforter. One of his fluffy fox ears was bent in an uncomfortable position beneath his head, while the other stuck out straight from between his loose hair.
Xiao Zai had the perfect solution for that. "I have rooms here, let's just stay the night." He patted Chu Yun's pale cheek. "You're pretty enough to be a courtesan, no one will suspect us."
Now was Chu Yun's turn to stare. Xiao Zai's skin was smooth all over, his muscles lean and defined, showing the diligence of an exhaustive training regimen. Chu Yun's eyes drifted lower, to the neat thatch of pubic hair leading to a surprisingly big...sword.
Wrapped in his robes, Chu Yun followed Hua Nanyi out of the courtyard and back towards the inn. He felt Xiao Zai's eyes lingering on him and turned around to throw him a wink over the shoulder.
The lines of his face seemed to be chiseled from the finest stones, his skin translucent even in the dim darkness. He was angelic yet his eyes were a bloody red as if staring deep into an abyss of blood, pain, and darkness, yet so enthralling you couldn't help but be pulled in. A small tear mole sat quietly under his eye, like a spot of ink on a blank canvas.