In the spacious bedroom, Pei Wanyu lay horizontally on the soft couch.
Her jet-black, ink-like hair flowed down on the bed like a black lotus, her delicate face slightly tilted toward the door, revealing an ear as exquisite as jade.
From her face to her snow-white neck, then to her jawline, her features were graceful and gentle, her fair skin as delicate as fine porcelain, with a hint of blush that made the beauty mark below her right lip even more enchanting.
Even though she was lazily lying down, there was an alluring elegance exuding from her deanor, a mature charm that matched her age, incredibly enticing.
Her voluptuous, curvaceous figure was adorned with a purple dress embroidered with red peonies, resembling a cheongsam. The finest silk matched with intricate embroidery not only accentuated her figure but also highlighted her elegance, making her particularly captivating.
With her gentle breathing, the peonies on her chest seed to co alive as they rose and fell, giving off an enticing beauty even in a reclining position.
Her slender waist seed to be just a grasp away, trailing a sensual curve that outlined her charmingly curvaceous hips.
At the slit of the cheongsam, a pair of shapely long legs encased in black silk stockings, slightly revealing skin, appeared under the light, smooth and alluring, subtly attracting Lu Jin’an’s gaze.
With the addition of the purple high heels on her feet, she sketched an image of elegance, allure, and stunning charm in the Mortal World.
Lu Jin’an’s gaze never left Pei Wanyu’s body, although he was curious about where his Master got this cheongsam-like dress, now wasn’t the ti for that.
He was still pondering his Master’s earlier words... Did it an he could do sothing to her black silk-covered feet?
Do what?
Lu Jin’an didn’t imdiately respond, while Pei Wanyu, lying on the soft couch, had a few strands of hair partly covering her eyes, the smile on her face slightly playful.
Xiao Yin was eavesdropping, so did he co to Jiuhua City for ’personal matters’?
But what kind of ’personal matters’?
’Yinruo hasn’t empathized with , surely he isn’t so addicted that he’s spying?’
Pei Wanyu thought to herself, thinking it shouldn’t be to that extent. Empathizing with Qingyue to such a ’terrifying’ degree, it’s lucky if it didn’t leave a psychological shadow, let alone addiction?
She discarded that possibility, but after thinking it over, she really couldn’t understand Yinruo’s intentions, so she temporarily gathered her thoughts, crossing her right leg over her left, gently swaying her toes.
Anyway, she’ll find out soon enough what Yinruo is up to.
Lu Jin’an’s attention was imdiately drawn over.
As his Master’s toes swayed gently, the heel of her high heel slipped off her foot, revealing the smooth heel wrapped in silk stockings, the black silk exposing the pink-white skin beneath was exceptionally sexy.
But the sexiest part was the high heel dangling from her toes, swaying like a little boat.
Lu Jin’an felt his throat a bit dry.
Not every woman can exude a sensual flavor in high heels... but his Master, especially seductive.
Every inch of skin was just so.
"Disciple doesn’t understand your aning." Lu Jin’an deliberately said, wanting his Master to take the initiative in expressing her thoughts.
Pei Wanyu sat up, propped by the soft couch, her hands folded on her voluptuous legs wrapped in black silk, the skin peeking through the cheongsam slit even more alluring, arousing the urge to explore further.
"Don’t understand?" Pei Wanyu looked at Lu Jin’an, smiling: "At tis like this, do I still have to teach you hand in hand?"
"It’s a pity I changed into these clothes tonight, is it that you don’t understand, or do you want to say it out loud?"
Seated at the table, Lu Jin’an gazed at Pei Wanyu’s crossed legs, the sensuous curves from waist to hips captivating: "You really are prepared, where did these clothes co from?"
"A certain fox spirit modified them." Pei Wanyu swung her calf: "I’ve gone through great lengths for you to lose control of your body, your body can’t resist, can it?"
Hearing that Qiu Qingtang had modified it, Lu Jin’an, although curious how his Master obtained it so quickly, didn’t dwell on it.
Indeed, his body was completely out of his brain’s control at the mont.
A voluptuous, elegant woman in a cheongsam... really can’t resist.
Pei Wanyu observed Lu Jin’an’s expression, propping herself up on the soft couch, her toes enticingly rocking the high heels: "Co here."
Having just bathed and dressed only in a robe, Lu Jin’an got up and walked over without hesitation, reaching for the small black lotus hidden inside the high heel suspended in mid-air.
However, he didn’t remove the high heel, just felt that the partially concealed allure was enough to captivate.
"Doing nothing? Or didn’t understand what I ant by ’you know’ earlier?" Pei Wanyu looked at Lu Jin’an with a giggle: "At this point, do I have to explain word by word?"
Lu Jin’an looked up at Pei Wanyu: "Anything?"
She cast a glance at the door, unnoticed, suddenly changing her mind: "Of course not, the right to decide is mine~"
Pei Wanyu decided to give Xiao Yinruo, who was eavesdropping at the door, a little shock... let her see the progress she made after all these days.
In contemplation, she lifted her feet onto Lu Jin’an’s shoulders, Lu Jin’an clearly feeling a silky smooth sensation on his cheeks.
"Pick up." Pei Wanyu rubbed Lu Jin’an’s face with the inside of her silk-covered foot: "To the door... didn’t even close the door after coming in, what if that little girl from the Eastern Dynasty heard?"
Lu Jin’an chuckled, rising to wrap his arm around his Master’s waist, walking toward the door.
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