"I'm here."
The man jumped down from the carriage. Aside from the brocade robe, a purple cloak draped unevenly over him, revealing his long legs and narrow waist. He didn't reveal anything, yet exuded a hint of sexiness.
The man's every move oozed sex appeal.
Chu Yifeng walked up to Rong Sheng without hiding the admiration in his eyes. "Senior Sister, calling me so eagerly, how much do you miss me?"
As usual, Rong Sheng filtered out his dirty words and reprimanded him. "Su Yingxue hasn't healed from her injuries. How do you expect her to come up alone?"
"Getting injured was her stupidity, and not being able to come up is her incompetence. Why bother with so much? Senior Sister, I brought you a lot of things this time. See if there's anything you like."
Chu Yifeng hooked his arm around Rong Sheng's waist and entered the Silver Moon Pavilion.
