In the face of beauty, Leng Qingtang smiled and answered, "Yes."
He didn't raise his eyes and gripped Wan Yuyao's delicately formed hands. Then he bent down to help the beauty into the warm partition.
There was much luxury in the warm partition, with soft couch tables and screens.
This place was not strange to Leng Qingtang.
In the early years, the Western Depot was not built, and his relationship with Wan Yuyao was not distant. In order to achieve certain goals, he also leaned here and flirted with Wan Yuyao here.
Anyway, she treated him as a eunuch without s****l capacity. Therefore, they only had the foreplay.
In the secluded space, Wan Yuyao lazily leaned on the couch and said,
"I'm tired. Serve me for removing makeup."
"As your command, Your Grace."
Leng Qingtang chuckled and
