Official matters....
Seeing the charming intent in her eyes like silken threads, Xu Yuan became slightly alert.
Though the Wrapped Chest Princess had the semblance of a wicked woman in her speech and demeanor, she hadn't actually let him touch a hair on her body.
Now that she spoke these words....
Wait,
"This palace....?"
With her warm breath brushing past his cheek, Xu Yuan's gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked at her face, which was only inches away.
Startled, he instinctively wanted to look around, but at the last moment, Xu Yuan suppressed an impulse, his expression unchanged, his fingertips lifting her chin:
"You... hah, are a millennium fox spirit, stop pretending here."
Li Qingyan's body leaned against the body of the black dragon carriage, the curves of her waist and hips faintly visible beneath her red robe as she tilted her chin up, her red lips curling into a smile, and she softly hummed:
"Mmm... This palace is not joking with you tonight, you know."
"Hehe."
