Fu Ting's lips curled into a gentle smile. After glancing at her lightly, he turned around and led her back to his room.
The girl shyly walked around him and headed towards the bed. She bent down and began to make the bed. Every move she made occasionally tugged at the hem of her skirt, revealing her soft, fair skin.
Fu Ting only lowered his head to take a look. With a faint smile, he tugged at her arm and pulled her in front of him. "That's enough. Get out."
The girl pointed at the blanket that was not evenly spread. "But I haven't finished yet."
"There's no need to tidy it up. It'll get messed up when I go to sleep." Fu Ting let go of her arm and put his hand in his pants pocket. He said calmly, "What's your name?"
"My name is Lu Wen. Young Master Fu, you can call me Wen Wen." The girl lowered her head, revealing her beautiful swan neck and her gentle and beautiful profile.
