ZiTao haven't eat for weeks nor single crumbs this pretty innocent haven't taken. Due to his sorrow of painful seperation to the God that carried him for 9 months. It's also YiXing's fault, he didn't refuse nor objected about his brother planning to marry of the precious offspring of the Grains. YiFan clasped his hands against the flask looking at the sitting nearby the black golden framed window staring at the dullness of his kingdom.His muscle tightened as he look at the bare neck of the beautiful creature, it's like a white wall waiting to be painted which I mean to be marked by love bites made by him.

He approached the slowly, adrenaline rushed on his holy spine he could take the sacred scent lingering around the prey-like aura.

So feminine, it's like peach with a mixed of strawberry, vanilla? 

Then it means this pretty little thing could bare his future descendants.He noticed the blond locks waved slowly like the peaceful meadow where his future wife run around and play with the flowers. He forgot to note that the flowers' scent still linger on his golden body.

Back to his main course, he stared at the basket of pomegranate seeds. He smirked, once his vixen devour this fruits----

"ZiTao...", he hollered running his index finger on the submissive's cheeks. "Please take me back to my Mother.", the fertile pleaded looking at him with glossy eyes. YiFan frowned leaning his index finger on the other's plump one g