Peach Blossom Plain.
The incense in Taohua Temple was flourishing, and in Taohua Village, autumn felt like spring.
Shen Ying had just finished her cultivation session and, with Xiaocui's assistance, took a bath and changed clothes. Then she went to sit on a lounge chair in the backyard of the manor, swaying gently, sipping tea, and basking in the sun.
"Miss, your demeanor now is almost identical to the Young Master," Xiaocui laughed.
Shen Ying gave a lazy smile, lightly brushing her hair aside, and then let her fingertips trail down gracefully, sketching a beautiful curve, "I've been sharing a bed with Lu Lang for three years, becoming more and more alike, isn't that quite normal?"
Shen Ying's alluring demeanor made Xiaocui, who interacted with her daily, blush deeply. "If the Young Master were here, he would definitely not be able to resist 'eating you up' right now."
"Hehe, really?"
