The room was filled with a repressed voice that seemed to want to refuse yet welcomed, belonging solely to Lu Yunzhu, this woman.
Her long hair, interspersed with strands of red, draped over her fragrant shoulders, her beautiful back, and her chest, gently swaying with the occasional tilt and nod of her head.
The hair half-concealed her radiant, alluring face.
If observed closely, one would find that although Lu Yunzhu's eyes were open, her charming pupils gave an impression of emotion, languor, and vacancy.
She felt tired.
The younger brother who used to obediently trail behind her grew up and also became disobedient.
Not only did he dare to retort and quarrel with her, but it was also no longer easy for her to suppress him as before.
Thus, even when Lu Jin'an lay still obediently, Lu Yunzhu was the first to feel weary.
Especially the waist...
