Lou Xianyue saw her approach and set down the scroll in his hands. His Adam's apple bobbed.
"Sang—"
"Why pass up the good fortune of holding a beautiful, warm woman in your arms? How could you bear to leave me all alone in an empty room?" Sang Luo scooted over and perched on the edge of the desk, leaning back on her hands. A playful smile touched her lips. She was like a demoness sent to bewitch the world!
Lou Xianyue's handsome face flushed an even deeper shade of red, and even the tips of his ears burned. He lowered his gaze, not quite daring to look at her.
Sang Luo pouted at his dull reaction and casually picked up a document from the desk for a look.
It was completely untouched.
Several of the documents were even upside down.
She teased, "For a Monarch... you're a little incompetent..."
