The person snuggled intimately against the palm of that person's hand.
Someone in the room pushed the door open and entered, a gentle voice said: "Young Master..."
That person, however, smiled and said: "I've told you, when no one else is around, just call me Erlang, Wugou. You still adhere to formalities so rigidly."
Changsun Wu Gou replied: "I dare not."
This sister of Changsun Wuchou had become even more gentle and beautiful over the past two years, her figure graceful, an exceptionally stunning beauty. Countless people were envious, due to her noble lineage. If it weren't for being early on protected by the Second Young Master of the Duke Mansion, who enjoyed riding horses and flying eagles, and brought into the mansion, she might have been taken in by some young lord a long time ago.
Changsun Wu Gou lifted her eyes to look over there, and although it wasn't the first time she saw him, an expression of amazement still appeared in her eyes.
