As Yaya pondered, a footstep sounded suddenly.
Yaya returned to her senses instantly, feigning her steps to walk past, a puzzled voice emerging.
"Polia? You've delivered the wine to the master so quickly?"
Hearing these words, Yaya turned her head to look forward, it was Kuisi approaching her.
Yaya's steps halted, she lowered her head and said, "Yes, Steward Kuisi, the gin has been delivered to the master."
Kuisi looked at Yaya gratefully, "I don't know why, suddenly felt uncomfortable in the stomach, luckily you're here!"
"There should be nothing happening tonight, hurry back and rest, it's quite cold."
Yaya bent over, responding, "Yes, Steward Kuisi."
Kuisi nodded, her gaze shifting, as she watched Polia step away, swaying her hips gradually into the distance.
Watching that swaying motion, Kuisi couldn't help but glance at her own behind.
Flat and without any curves…
Kuisi pursed her lips somewhat displeasedly.
...
Under the night sky.
