Jin Jing's expression was arrogant, domineering, as he walked into Miaoyin Pavilion with a few attendants.
Qin Yi squinted slightly, this guy is truly indulgent and lustful, as both times they've met he's been entangled with women.
The situation at the City Lord's Mansion is unclear, starting with Jin Jing could be a good strategy.
The City Lord's son, should hold some value for use.
Inside Miaoyin Pavilion, a room filled with a rich red hue, clean and neat, incense wafting gently.
Behind the screens made of sheer silk, two delicate silhouettes sat facing each other, separated by a low table.
"Sister, aren't you going to dance the sword in a while?"
Huo Meiya was wearing only a light green apron on top, white satin pants below, and a sheer black gauze wrapped outside, revealing and concealing, quite alluring.
She looked at her sister, similarly dressed and charming, and reminded her with a smile.
