217 No Divorce, No Seperation

In the dimly lit courtyard, under the gentle glow of the moon and scattered candlelight, Xu Feng found himself in an unexpected exchange with Xuan Yang. 

The atmosphere was serene, yet there was an undercurrent of tension as Xuan Yang's gaze deepened, resembling the darkness of the night itself. The candles flickered, but their light seemed insignificant compared to the intensity in his eyes.

"Teaching Jian bad things. You're very good at teaching bad things," Xuan Yang observed, his voice low.

Xu Feng sighed softly, recognizing the implication in Xuan Yang's words. "I am," he admitted with no hint of regret.

Xuan Yang leaned down once again and captured the red lips with his own. The kiss was uncontrolled this time, full of passion and desire. He was no longer teasing, now it was like he was feasting on his partner. The earlier meal was only an appetizer.