"Wei Wuyang? This name sounds a bit familiar. What's his background?" Chu Yi's curiosity was piqued.
"Your observational skills are really sharp, Brother. You're right; he is a direct descendant of the Wei Family in the Imperial Capital." Nanzhi licked the soy milk from her lips, her perky hips perched on the edge of the bed, while her feet, clad in white silk socks, dangled back and forth.
The Wei Family of the Imperial Capital? Chu Yi pondered for a moment, but his attention quickly fell upon the pair of jade feet tightly wrapped in thin white socks. The toes were round, tender, and pale, petite and exquisite, with a hint of pink. They were even smaller than Lias's feet. He wondered how soft they would feel in his hands.
Suddenly, he thought of something. The Enchanting Demon Queen showed a hint of disgust. "He can't control a part of the authority granted by the Desire Mother Goddess. He flies over like a fly every time, persistently proposing to me. It's truly exasperating."
