Gazing at those smooth, jade-like delicate feet teasing him under the table,
Xu Wendong's breath grew inexplicably rapid.
A wicked flame ignited in his heart.
However,
he maintained his composure, smiling as he looked at Qingluan, "It depends on whether Sister Qingluan is willing to let my brothers go hungry."
Qingluan gave Xu Wendong a coquettish glare mixed with a hint of bashfulness, chiding, "You little rogue, you really are a principled little rascal!"
Xu Wendong smiled quietly, continuing to eat.
Qingluan didn't provoke him further, reluctantly retracting her jade feet, then switched to talking about the political background and social structure in Wa Country.
After the meal,
Xu Wendong returned to his room, showered, and lay in bed.
Closing his eyes, he planned to take a nap,
and also contemplate the itinerary for his trip to Wa Country.
