"My lord, Miss Xian'er is inside."
Not long after, Feng Yun was taken to the highest floor by a woman.
He directly pushed open the door and strode in.
The scale of the house was small and delicate and the fragrance lingering inside was very strong, like orchids and musk deer.
And Hu Xian'er was in front of a screen, looking up close, he was even more astonished by her beautiful appearance. Her appearance was one of the best he had ever seen.
"My lord, please sit down."
Hu Xian'er sat down, her curves became more graceful due to bending over, and the clothes on her thighs were tense, causing many wrinkles.
She had long legs, smooth as jade, arousing one desire to caress them.
Feng Yun approached, and the fragrance drifted towards his nose and became more intense, he didn't look out at all, he just slumped next to Hu Xian'er.
Moreover, he deliberately lifted the stool to draw closer to Hu Xian'er again.
"Young master, please respect yourself."
