Mi Ziwen stood outside Zhou Shu's room with his hand on the hilt of his sword. If not for his temperament, he would really look like a gate god.
Mi Ziwen had a strange look on his face as he listened to the moans occasionally coming from the room.
Second Brother is really our role model.
Unexpectedly, although Miss Lu is usually cold, she is naturally charming. Just hearing her voice makes my bones itch.
Mi Ziwen felt that he was a little perverted. He forcefully sealed his hearing and told himself not to listen to the walls but look straight ahead. According to Zhou Shu, no one was allowed to disturb him.
He was also a little helpless. He had ranked third in the imperial examination and was one of the top few existences in the Great Xia military. When had he ever thought that he would one day do something like guarding the door?
Zhou Shu was having a good time in his room, but he wanted him to guard the door outside?
