Xueyi, the delicate young lady, pitifully said, "There was already once... my body is still unwell."
Song Yan said, "Add money."
Xueyi, the young lady, hugged Song Yan tightly, laughing sweetly, "Why doesn't a handsome man like you have a concubine at home, and needs to come here and make a scene?"
Song Yan laughed, "Making a scene, that's exactly what I love doing."
Xueyi, the young lady, took the initiative to cup his cheeks, leaned up, and coyly said, "Annoying!"
Immediately after, sounds of "Oh my" came from within the pleasure boat.
The young lady had her own special skills, especially since Song Yan appeared like a young lad, she worked even harder thinking, "Actually, I'm not losing out either."
Inside the secluded boat, Song Yan raised his hand, just touching the curtain with his fingertips when a jade-like hand grabbed and pulled it down.
"It's snowing, cold, finally a bit warm inside the boat."
"I want it to be cold."
