Lu Xiaoyou turned around, leaned one hand against the wall, and blocked the path of Hou Muyan, "Young Marquis, is there something else?"
"Master, don't you want me to serve you?"
Lu Xiaoyou maintained her smile, "No need, thank you~ Good night~"
She waved goodbye to Hou Muyan, who, with a smile, caught her hand.
Lu Xiaoyou chuckled dryly, knowing that Hou Muyan didn't want to leave and intended to spend the night with her. She grabbed Hou Muyan's wrist and tried to flip him over her shoulder!
Hou Muyan, sensing her movement, became even more excited. He could have resisted, but he willingly let himself be thrown by Lu Xiaoyou, crashing to the floor.
His back hit the ground, and pain swept through his body—so exhilarating!
"Master, tonight you should beat me hard, whip me with a small leather whip," Hou Muyan said, full of anticipation.
Lu Xiaoyou looked down at Hou Muyan lying on the ground, "It seems, a beating is the only way to keep you in line~"
