So, while saying "I've learned how to taste wine, Master," he pulled her into his embrace.
Before her breath and response could calm down, he felt her body writhing like a water snake.
"Jin'an~" Pei Wanyu murmured softly, the last thread of reason in her eyes seemed to be consumed by his 'wine-tasting' actions at this moment.
Because she was completely sure that her beloved disciple's psychological shadow regarding Lu Yunzhu wasn't that significant anymore.
Since that's the case, no need for gentle comfort for him now.
Pei Wanyu wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice as soft as water, tinged with a hint of grievance: "It's been almost a month since you touched your Master."
Feeling his Master's trembling waist, Lu Jin'an swallowed back his unnecessary words, casually tossed the wine cup aside, gathered all the empty plates on the table into the storage space, and stood up.
