After speaking, slender fingers used a two-pronged fork to stab a piece of peach and brought it to his lips.
Seeing the peach, Ye Yiheng thought of things he shouldn't.
With thin lips slightly parted, he took the peach, murmuring silently in his heart, his thoughts seemed increasingly impure...
Could it be that last night was not satisfying?
Ye Yiheng pressed his temples and spoke: "Yanyan, do you like this place?"
Trying to divert his own attention.
Unexpectedly, Leng Yu Yan replied: "I like to live in quiet places, the scenery here in the bamboo forest is uniquely beautiful. If I could stay for a few days, it would be a wonderful thing." Fearing that he might immediately suggest staying, she quickly added, "But the Grand Princess Consort Wen resides here, and I don't want to disturb her. Besides, there is also a bamboo forest in the Eastern Palace, which I find quite good."
"Then we will stay here in the future."
