Ya Shitian lounged against the back of his chair, "Lift your heads."
Both girls slightly raised their heads, their eyes meeting his, filled with a shy and alluring charm.
The allure carried a hint of greenness, clearly they were still virgins.
And it was precisely this that made them even more capable of arousing a man's desire.
Every time Ya Shitian went out, someone would arrange for well-trained attendants to serve him.
He had grown accustomed to this, but now, looking at these two women, he felt no desire whatsoever.
"What can you do?" he asked indifferently.
The girl in pink softly replied, "I can sing and dance."
The girl in green followed, "I can also sing and dance, and play an instrument…"
"Sing and dance for me," Ya Shitian requested.
"Yes."
In fact, they had been trained extensively in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting to satisfy all sorts of demands from those they served.
