Fourth Master was toying with Ye Zao, and two shi chens had already passed.
The two of them were sticky with sweat, feeling hot. Too lazy to move, Fourth Master hooked a strand of Ye Zao's long hair with one hand, "Are you hot? Did they get you ice?"
"It's still early. It's not even the sixth month yet, so there's no need." Indeed, there was no need—the room was quite cool.
"Mmm, do you want to go to the villa? To escape the heat," said Fourth Master indifferently.
At that moment, Fourth Master possessed a languid charm that was truly magnetic.
"If Master takes this servant there, of course this servant would be happy. Are we going to escape the heat?" Ye Zao felt it was a bit strange. Fourth Master had nothing else to do?
Was this an escape?
"Mmm, I'll take you. We'll pack up when we get back and go tomorrow. Take your people with you," Fourth Master said.
Ye Zao agreed and thanked Fourth Master, then it was time to get up.
