"Mmm..."
The lingering seductive sound was muffled by Pei Wanyu's other hand, because she knew Zhiyu was still in the room.
Yet even so, the hurried breathing and soft voice still leaked out a little from between her fingers, making Zhiyu, who was kneeling on the chair, look over dumbfoundedly.
She didn't understand why there was such a pleasant scent, or why her master's master was making strange sounds...
Although she didn't understand, Zhiyu had her own thoughts.
After blinking her heterochromatic eyes a few times, they finally fixated on the tipped-over wine cup near Pei Wanyu's hand on the table.
While licking the cream off her fingers, Zhiyu looked at the wine spilled on the table, swallowed, and pointed to the jug, asking crisply, "Master, is this delicious to drink?"
She thought it must be delicious, because her master's master made that sound after drinking it, just like she did when she was eating something tasty.
