Just as the words fell, a sultry voice rose behind Gu Yelin.
"Oh my! Since when did our Third Young Master Gu turn into a housemaid? Hey, little girl, you've really got quite the charm, haven't you? Even cold-hearted Gu Yelin is trained into submission by you. So, what do you think of me, little girl? Care to train me as well?"
No need to ask—such a seductive voice could only belong to that rake, Bai Yiming.
An Yiqing couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth in exasperation, then rolled her eyes fiercely. Her hazy eyes shifted toward the direction where Bai Yiming was speaking.
"Young Master Bai, I wouldn't dare. You've got so many pink-hued soulmates that I'm worried they'd turn into pink skeletons and devour me. I'm a wounded person right now—I can't take the scare."
