The candle’s flame trembles, throwing shadows that dance across the room. Yi Xuan lies still, lashes lowered, the faintest smile painted on her lips — the kind that warns you not to trust it. 💋🔥 You think she’s asleep. You take one step closer. The air thickens. Her breath shifts — a slow inhale, a soft hum, almost a purr. “Didn’t anyone tell you,” she murmurs, eyes opening just enough to glint in the dark, “that I don’t dream… I hunt?” A pause. A smile sharper than the moonlight itself. 💋🔥 “Now,” she whispers, voice honey and venom at once, “either wake me… or try to survive the night.”

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