Meilin regained her composure, awkwardly looking away from Qingyi, exchanging a few sound transmissions with Tianxu.
After another moment, old Tianxu nodded.
"I'll let you take care of the contractual details alone, young miss." He bowed respectfully before leaving.
"Ah..." Meilin exhaled slightly, walking over to her office desk and sitting down.
Her hands moved elegantly up her dress, the pink fabric draping over her plump, perfectly round buttocks, demarcating them perfectly.
Her beautiful dark eyes filtered through Qingyi, from his powerful body, covered in pure white robes, to his handsome face and piercing eyes.
She blushed, looking away again.
It was rare to see people from the mortal heavens, only one ascended every thousand or tens of thousands of years and when they did, they were hardly anything other than mediocre.
Of course, she wouldn't look down on someone like Qingyi.
