A smug smile spread over Huang Xiaolong’s face. When Fei Yanzi noticed this, she immediately refuted, “I don’t think you can.” Throwing that sentence, she turned around and entered the inner hall, turning her back to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong stood dumbly on the spot.

Honestly speaking, Fei Yanzi’s expression was full of charm and style that would make a man’s heart itch. 

Although Fei Yanzi was clad in a loose brocade robe, it did nothing to hide her rotund derrière that swayed seductively as she walked, and each movement only emphasized her hidden curves.

Seemingly feeling Huang Xiaolong’s stare on her behind, her footsteps obviously quickened. Back in her room, Fei Yanzi leaned onto the door for support, feeling her heart thumping fast in her chest.

Her heart seemed to be hitting the walls of her chest. Is this what they call a deer bumping around in one’s heart?

Early the next...