Snow-white smooth legs, such marks were shocking to behold.
Shi Lingyan's large hand pressed down, gently kneading, and Tang Wu squinted comfortably, smoking and enjoying his service.
"To the left a bit, hiss... yes, lighter..."
A smile played on Shi Lingyan's lips as he patiently massaged her and asked in a low voice, "What are you planning to do in Imperial City?"
Tang Wu flicked the cigarette ash and said with narrowed eyes, "Open a bar, learn to dance."
"When do you plan to go home?"
"Go back where," Tang Wu opened her eyes, her delicate brows and eyes seemed to hold a faint smile, "Yan City?"
"The Tang Family." Shi Lingyan pulled her into his arms, his palms beginning to knead her arms, "Don't you want to go back?"
Tang Wu took a deep last drag of her cigarette, snuffed it out directly, "Just because I want to, can I?"
Shi Lingyan fixed his gaze on her.
