"Wash thoroughly, don't let Master smell anyone else's scent."
Sitting in the hot spring, Lu Jin'an listened to his master's voice, knowing that soon he could hold his still charming master and enjoy some fruit.
He turned sideways, wanting to tease his master with a couple of words, but upon seeing his master's appearance after the screen was removed, the words got stuck in his throat.
Beside the golden nanmu wood table, Pei Wanyu sat in the main seat facing Lu Jin'an, her long, black, soft hair slightly damp, her expression touched with a hint of laziness as she crossed her long, luxurious legs.
Her beautifully curved, sleek calves slightly raised, her snow-white feet clad in black silk stockings like rising jade lotus, under the sheer black silk, the neatly painted rouge toes vaguely visible.
