Backlash
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Xuanyuan Mo Ze flipped the book in his hand, his deep eyes gazed at her with a glimmer of adoration, and his low voice was seductive. "If I don't leave seclusion, who will be warming your bed now?"
"I just returned today. I asked Leng Hua and the others, but they said that you hadn't left seclusion yet." She smiled as she moved closer to him, removed her coat and boots, and jumped into his arms.
"You smell of wine." Xuanyuan Mo Ze remarked, but then he closed the book, laid it down, and put his arm around her waist.
"I didn't smell all that bad since I had only a tiny amount of wine."
She smiled, raised her head, and slid across the quilt to lie against his chest. "Why don't you meet everyone when you get out of seclusion?"
"It's just too much trouble," said Xuanyuan Mo Ze. In his opinion, people who had nothing to do with him were a nuisance.