Was he angry?
Feng Lingxue promptly walked ahead and stood in front of him.
The other people in the room left.
Xuan Ying looked at the woman in front of him and his brows knitted deeply. He commanded in a deep voice, "Straighten my clothes."
Almost immediately, Feng Lingxue stretched her hand out and straightened the belt around his waist. It was the first time she had seen him in this uniform. He looked extremely handsome and attractive, like the most eye-catching star in the sky.
She stroked his muscular and trim waist. Xuan Ying's eyes darkened and promptly grasped her wrist. "Are you doing this on purpose?"
He asked her to straighten his clothes and she stroked his waist instead. Didn't she know that it was a sensitive area for men and it could not be touched?
Feng Lingxue met his dark eyes, which were already flaming with desire. She was more than familiar with this look.
"Master, where is my stone?" she asked.
