Yu Yingyi and Song Liya agreed to let Jia Yi back to her room since they felt she was trustworthy enough. After their deal, nothing eventful occurred.
It was currently nighttime, the bright moonlight shone through the curtains of their room. In the background, a faint sound of something hard chipping against something hard could be heard.
"How long are you going to work on your jades, Yingyi?' asked Song Liya.
"Until I feel like I've made enough, patience Liya," Yingyi replied.
Song Liya let out a sigh as she stared at Yu Yingyi's appearance.
The intense look in her eyes, ah, how she wanted Yingyi to stare at her when they were doing it. Her slender fingers using the tools carefully, Liya could imagine what those fingers would do to her.
Her hair was tied up in a ponytail as small strands fluttered on the side of her face, as she blinked, her perfectly lined short eyelashes could be seen. Her pink lips that Liya wanted to taste again, she wanted to devour her.
