Feng Yun was startled.
The fact that two grown men locked themselves up for a bath that lasted an hour, coupled with Daman's description of Puyang Jiu, made it very difficult not to imagine they were engaged in some unspeakable acts.
No wonder...
Falling asleep during the day was not as comfortable as at night, and upon waking, one's mind wasn't so clear; Feng Yun's thoughts immediately veered off course.
"Is that so?"
Daman hung his head even lower, while Xiaoman remained blissfully ignorant of the situation.
"Miss, would you like some lunch?"
The room was too warm, and Feng Yun's body was sweaty and uncomfortable.
"Prepare the bath; I will bathe first."
Xiaoman perked up, "The servant had it ready since early morning."
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Feng Yun indulged in a thoroughly relaxing bath, easing both her body and mind, and the emotions that Pei Jue had stirred within her—those that were so intensely raised and subsequently left unsoothed—began to fade.
