Almost at the same time when the black figure entered the room from the window, the originally dark room became brighter, and a soft voice with a hint of laziness came from the inner room.
"Master Yan, it's the middle of the night. Why are you here instead of sleeping at home?"
Hearing this, Lord Yan's deep eyes moved slightly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and a low and magnetic voice came out of his mouth: "Did you know that I was coming?"
As soon as the voice fell, he walked towards the inner room, one step, two steps closer.
"Master Yan, I sleep with no clothes on!"
He paused, the smile on his lips deepened, and his deep voice was like a mellow wine, revealing a hint of intoxicating charm: "It's okay, I don't mind."
Feng Jiu in the inner room twitched the corner of her mouth and turned over to sit on the head of the bed, then she saw the black figure walking in. A pair of deep, dark eyes with a glimmer of light fell on her, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, as if asking: Didn’t you say you were not wearing any clothes
She squinted her eyes and smiled, like a cunning little fox, smiling proudly and arrogantly: "Knowing that Lord Yan is coming, how can I be disheveled? So, I will sleep with my clothes on tonight."
"Are you waiting for me?"
He stopped when he came to the bed, and stood in front of the bed, looking down at the woman sitting on the bed hugging the quilt. Although she was still dressed in men's clothes, she had her black hair loose tonight, perhaps because she was resting earlier.
Looking at the silky black hair scattered behind her, with a few strands falling on one side of her cheek, it added a bit of charm and enchantment to her, making his eyes gradually become deeper.
Feng Jiu, who was hugging the quilt, was stared at by his deep and burning gaze. She suddenly felt uncomfortable. She smiled awkwardly and asked, "Master Yan, what do you want to see me about?"
Hearing her address, Lord Yan frowned: "Am I very old?"
"… "
Fengjiu was speechless and just wanted to say, Lord Yan, you have missed the point, okay
"Am I very old?"
He asked again, seeming to be very sensitive to this question, his deep black pupils staring at her closely, as if he would not give up until she gave him a satisfactory answer.
"Hehe, you are not old, not old." She smiled awkwardly, thinking that he was crazy for arguing with her about this issue.
Lord Yan looked at her deeply with his profound gaze, his scorching eyes fell on her tender face, his eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke in a serious and solemn manner.
"I am twenty-five years old and still unmarried."
"puff!"
When she heard this and looked at his serious and solemn face, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands to hold back her laughter, coughed lightly, and then said: "Well, Lord Yan! With your looks... uh, no, I mean..."
"You didn't understand what I meant?"
He interrupted her and looked at her with complicated and flickering eyes. He had already made it so clear, but she still didn't understand
Hearing this, Feng Jiu was startled, blinked, and said blankly: "Isn't it just that you are 25 years old and still not married? I understand!"
Upon seeing this, Lord Yama's face darkened. He didn't know whether he was annoyed at her for not being smart or at himself for not being good at confessing.