Just one glance was all it took for her to be stunned into stillness. There was such a good-looking man in the world, with a nose like a gallant peak, eyes like shining stars, a face like polished jade, and a carriage like the breeze through willows—men like this made women feel utterly inadequate.
Zhong Yulang saw Muniang staring blankly and a flicker of contempt flashed through his eyes. However, Muniang had excellent eyesight and didn't miss his expression, immediately feeling puzzled. She hadn't offended him, had she?
But before Muniang could recover, she saw Zhong Yulang turn and close the door nonchalantly, then approach her—
and begin untying his belt.
Muniang's eyes widened as she spit out a mouthful of tea, almost choking to death.
Zhong Yulang saw Muniang choking, her face turning red, and felt baffled inside, "Don't like me undressing first? Then let's move to the bed."
