Yan Xiu was somewhat unaccustomed to Li Yuyu's changes.
Her intuition told her that the little concubine was up to something again.
Yan Xiu spread his arms, his Dragon Robe was already unbuckled, now it hung loosely on his body, embodying both laziness and seductiveness, which was precisely Li Yuyu's current perception.
Li Yuyu pressed her lips together, her cheeks slightly flushed, but with her head lowered, Yan Xiu couldn't see her.
Even if Yan Xiu saw it, she wouldn't feel embarrassed, after all, she wasn't embarrassed, others would be. Li Yuyu was carrying this motto through to the end.
Li Yuyu's hand slowly rested on Yan Xiu's shoulder.
Yan Xiu was tall, and he was standing, so Li Yuyu had to tilt her head up to help Yan Xiu undress, bringing her very close to him, her breath lightly hitting Yan Xiu's skin, tickling.
They were the only two at the hot spring.
