Matriarch Bingling's head snapped up, a surprised smile blossoming on her face. "Li," she purred, her voice laced with a hidden sensuality. "What brings you here at this hour?"
His response was a sly grin. "Just a craving for some entertainment, Matriarch," he drawled, his voice dripping with a suggestive insinuation.
The air crackled with unspoken desires. Matriarch Bingling understood the unspoken code. Rising with a graceful movement, her figure, still alluring despite her age, swayed slightly.
"What kind of entertainment do you seek, my dear Patriarch?" she inquired, her voice a low rumble.
Wang Li's eyes glinted with a predatory gleam. "A dance, perhaps," he announced, gesturing to the vacant chair. "One performed by the most captivating woman I know."
