"Yueqiu, Brother Pei, you're finally here."
Lin Qianyan's usually reserved voice held a trace of unconcealable joy.
She stood at the door, her hands clasped gently behind her back. Beneath her silken socks, her jade-like toes wiggled playfully.
Pointing to the two wooden doors behind her, she said,
"This is the room I prepared for you. I tried my best to make the decorations identical to those in the Cold Palace Sword Mansion. I hope Brother Pei and Yueqiu won't find it uncomfortable."
Hearing this, Pei Yuhang couldn't help but look at Lin Qianyan and say, "Qianqian, you've been so thoughtful..."
The smile on Lin Qianyan's lips only deepened. She then pointed to a door across the hall and said softly,
"I'm right next door. If you need anything, Brother Pei, you can call me anytime."
As she spoke, Lin Qianyan winked at Pei Yuhang, as if hinting at something.
