"Well then, I'll leave it to you. Just call me sister from now on, no need to be so formal, I'm nothing of a dignitary."
"Okay."
The young girl lifted her skirt and went upstairs. After just a couple of steps, she cautiously turned her head to ask, "Um, is it two rooms or one room...?"
"Uh!"
This question really stumped Cen Yueyue.
An Rou was just a little blonde girl who wasn't quite aware of such matters, but An Xuan, being a mother, reacted much quicker. She moved her lips and immediately whispered a few words to her daughter, causing the young girl to dash upstairs in a panic, her face flushed red.
Watching An Rou leave, Jiang Feng's unnatural expression quickly disappeared, and he hastened his allocation arrangements.
"In about half a month, Yu Ying will return from Purple Cloud Palace to Shuangfeng City. You can go meet her then. Oh, and if she mentions Wu Daoxu, just give her my name."
