In the main courtyard, Lord Yan, who had just finished bathing, came out with water droplets on the ends of his hair. He sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of water, and then heard Ying Yi's voice coming from outside.
"master."
"Come in." A deep and magnetic voice came from inside.
Yingyi heard the voice and walked in. Seeing him sitting at the table, he stepped forward and asked, "Master, I have brought the people here. Should we let them in now?"
"Let them in!"
"Yes!" Ying Yi's voice was a little excited, and he immediately walked out and brought the person in.
Lord Yama looked at him strangely, not knowing what he was so excited about.
What he didn't know was that some restless little creature was climbing up from the tree to the roof and quietly crawling towards the roof of the main house.
And because there was no one guarding the courtyard of Lord Yan in the main courtyard except for the two guards, no one noticed the red figure on the roof.
After Yingyi brought the two women in, he retreated, closed the door, and stood guard outside the yard with a grin on his face.
In the room, Lord Yama looked at two extremely beautiful women, but what came to his mind was the girl's ruined face. His eyes flickered slightly and he was a little distracted.
"Master, let me dry your hair!" One of the women said softly, looking at the man who was as handsome as a god, her eyes full of obsession and joy.
Lord Yan came back to his senses, but when he saw the woman wearing a red dress, his brows knitted together and he asked unhappily, "Who allowed you to wear red?"
The pressure and the aura of a superior from him were released naturally, shocking the two women so much that their legs went weak and they knelt down.
"Master, please forgive me."
At this time, Feng Jiu came to the roof, holding her breath, quietly lifted a tile and looked inside, and saw the two women kneeling tremblingly in front of the Lord of Hell.
She thought to herself: He really doesn't know how to be gentle and considerate to women.
"Get up and wring out your hair." He frowned and tried his best to hide his intimidating power.
"Yes, yes." The woman in red gauze responded quickly, got up, walked to the screen, picked up the towel, and carefully helped him wipe the water droplets on the ends of his hair.
Lord Yan stared at the pretty woman standing in front of him with her head bowed slightly, frowned slightly, and said, "You, come here."
"yes."
The woman responded, raised her head and looked at Lord Yama shyly, then walked lightly in front of him.
Lord Yan stared at the slender waist in front of him and raised his hands to hug it, but as soon as he touched it, he felt something was wrong. It was obviously the same woman, with the same waist, so why did the feeling feel different when he hugged her
The woman was delighted when she saw Lord Yan holding her waist, sometimes tight and sometimes loose, and she leaned against him and called softly, "Master..."
As soon as the voice came out, the whole person was pushed out fiercely and fell to the ground in a mess.
"Ah!" The woman screamed and fell to the ground with tears in her eyes. She looked at the man who suddenly changed his expression with a pitiful and timid look.
Yingyi heard the scream in the room and quickly pushed the door open and ran in: "What happened?"
However, when he saw the scene in the room, he was also a little dumbfounded.
"Who allowed you to lean on me?"