Lu Xiaoyou turned around, one hand propped against the wall, blocking Hou Muyan's way in, "Young Marquis, is there anything else?"
"Master, don't you want me to serve you?"
Lu Xiaoyou kept her smile, "No need, thanks~ Goodnight~"
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 wanted to spend a passionate night with her. She gripped Hou Muyan's wrist in return, intending to give him a direct judo throw over her shoulder!
When Hou Muyan sensed her movement, the excitement in his eyes grew even more. Although he could have resisted, he willingly let Lu Xiaoyou throw him over her shoulder, slamming him to the floor.
The impact on his back as it hit the ground swept through his body with pain. Pleasure! Pure pleasure!
"Master, tonight you must beat me hard, whip me with a little leather whip!" Hou Muyan said expectantly.
