Li Yuan was clearly enjoying the "custom service" now.
This White Spirit Water evidently had learned from him, and from hearsay, about his approximate living environment, and was now arranging for him the kind of environment he liked best.
After finishing the meal, White Spirit Water carried the dirty bowls for washing.
She casually tugged off her outer garments, replacing the tempting silver gauze with farm girl blue and white floral pants and shirt.
The clothes wrapped tightly around her body, the fabric stretching over her fullness, paired with a pure face, subtly hidden allure, making her even more enchanting than before.
Li Yuan sat under the eaves, where strings of red peppers and dark-patterned dried meat hung, invoking a sense of nostalgia for Huishan County, setting his heart slightly at ease, even giving rise to the thought, "If Sister Yan were inside, living like this might not be so bad."
