HaoYue sauntered back into the room, a picture of casual indifference, though anyone who knew him could spot the slight uptick in the corner of his mouth. "Right then," he drawled, leaning against the doorframe like he was auditioning for a soap opera. "It seems your... friend―and her mate, stopped by. They're throwing some kind of bonfire bash with the Rock Mountain Tribe. A literal, actual bonfire. Thrilling, I know. So, the big question, oh esteemed one, do you, perchance, feel inclined to grace them with your magnificent presence?" He finished with a flourish, then ambled over to settle back on the cushion beside XiShi. The over-the-top politeness was, of course, dripping with hyperbole....

That friend , had to be HuanHuan as she got no friends except her.

XiShi blinked at him, then a slow smile spread across her face. "Honey," she said, her voice laced with playful languor, "we've got absolutely nothing better to do , going there Sounds absolutely delightful." And just like that, she reached for him, pulling him into a kiss, a deep, lingering one that left both of them a little breathless.

Apologies to anyone who finds this behavior remotely inappropriate, but XiShi was a lost cause when it came to HaoYue and his luscious lips. Honestly, the man was basically a walking, talking confection, all adorable and soft edges, a babygurl coded dude even though he towered over her. Size didn't matter, at least not in the ways one might assume. She had a weakness for cute, alright? Sue her.

HaoYue pulled back, a low hum vibrating in his chest. "Hmm?" he murmured, his eyes half-lidded and amused. It wasn't a question. It was more like a slightly exasperated, "Oh, you." Was she always this brazenly horny, or was there something in the water (or the bathtub)? He sometimes struggled to keep up with her moods and, honestly, this was his favourite of hers. "There, there," he said, his tone a blend of teasing and fond affection. He patted her head, then smoothly helped her out of the tub, draping an animal skin around her like she was some kind of ancient goddess. He then proceeded to help her dress, a surprisingly chaste endeavor considering the circumstances. If it were XueLing, he would have defintiely had her bent over and rutting into her like a wild animal. Good grief, the man couldn't even see her without going rabid. HaoYue, on the other hand, could always maintain some modicum of self control. FengXiu? Well , she'll need to wait for that man .

"Would you like to go down now, my dearest?" He inquired with mock formality. "Perhaps a walk might whet our appetites for the bonfire spectacle later?"

XiShi's stomach rumbled in response. "A walk sounds divine," she agreed, "but I'm ravenous. Let's get some food in us first, shall we? Otherwise, I might just gnaw on a very kissable, but slightly less edible, arm."