He was no naive boy inexperienced in the ways of the world, and he certainly knew that the petite woman before him was a temptress.
He couldn't help but furrow his brows thoughtfully, wondering why he hadn't noticed before.
Perhaps it was their initial encounter that had left a bad impression on him, leading him to misjudge her.
Huo Zhenyang's mind suddenly recalled the proposal Shangguan Xiong made last night, teasingly suggesting that he could keep her on a long-term basis.
His business in Yunling City had grown considerably, and he often had to come here, so having a woman to warm his bed wouldn't be so bad.
At this moment, Jiayi turned over in her sleep, murmuring something.
Because the man's arms no longer restrained her, she stretched comfortably in her sleep, her face flushing red like a freshly peeled egg or a flower just moistened by rain, incredibly delicate.
Youth was indeed a wonderful thing.
