Song Yun's eyes turned, and he thought to himself, "Ice Crystal Holy Grail, what kind of thing is that?"
"Xiao'er, you actually eavesdropped on their meeting, you've got some nerves."
Emily closed the door and pulled Nie Wushuang into the room.
Only now did Song Yun clearly see Emily's face. A Western face, not as beautiful as Nie Wushuang's, but she could still definitely be called a beauty.
Besides, Emily's figure was quite explosive. Right now she was wearing pajamas, faintly revealing her curves, wrapped in a hazy, seductive charm.
However, before Song Yun could properly enjoy the view, Nie Wushuang and Emily had already walked over and sat down by the side.
Nie Wushuang said with a squinting smile, "Sister Emily, you mustn't tell Grandpa Inneye about this, otherwise he'll definitely punish me."
