Massage?
The Hang City Empress's delicate little face instantly turned as red as an apple, glowing and incredibly tempting.
Her attention snapped back from her thoughts into reality in an instant.
"Uh, well, it's still early in the morning. Can you come tonight instead?"
Sister Ziran had an *I get it* look on her pretty face, nudging at Gu Qingcheng as she laughed, "Hurry up, this concerns your template problem. The sooner you settle it, the sooner you're free."
"Then I'll go take a shower first." Gu Qingcheng lowered her head and slipped away quickly.
Xue Nan was wide-eyed, smiling mischievously, "The mistress is actually shy."
"A fierce woman like the mistress, and she actually gets shy!"
Xiao Ye shot a glance at the little maid. *If you call her fierce in front of Gu Qingcheng, she might just smash your head in on the spot!*
Half an hour later, Xiao Ye received a voice transmission from the Hang City Empress.
"Xiao Ye, I'm ready. Come up, tenth floor, bedroom."
