In the Deep Sea Palace, the faint moonlight spilled through the window, scattering across the crushed-jade floor.
Yu Zhizhi was so nervous she could barely breathe.
She approached slowly, set the tea tray aside, then gripped the pheromones awarded by the system, preparing to drink them.
Just as her fingers closed around the edge of the slender glass vial, she felt a pair of eyes watching her from the shadows. Yu Zhizhi looked up, and her body instantly froze.
The shark lying on the bed had woken up at some point.
The man's gray eyes were hazy with intoxication. He squinted at the "medicine" in the little female's hands and her gradually paling face.
—as if she'd been caught doing something she shouldn't have.
The corners of Shen He's mouth lifted in what might have been a smile, but a chill entered his gray eyes.
He sat up and held out his right palm. When the little rabbit didn't react, he raised it slightly.
His meaning was obvious.
