Seeing her hesitate, Duotu got up and walked over, his shadow looming over her.
Sang Luo suddenly realized how tall he was; she seemed so petite in front of him.
The fresh scent of his recent bath drifted to her nose, leaving Sang Luo a little dazed. For a moment, she almost forgot what she was going to say.
She subconsciously lowered her head. They were so close that she couldn't help but glimpse how the thin silk fabric hid almost nothing. She could vaguely make out the outline, the shape... 'So... so big. Truly magnificent!'
'This man's future partner is in for some... stimulating and difficult times.'
Seeing Sang Luo suddenly blush, Duotu followed her gaze downward and smiled knowingly. "You lecherous female."
"Ahem, I am not!" '...That would be a lie.'
Sang Luo quickly averted her gaze, shaking the licentious thoughts from her mind. "I came here on official business, not for a secret rendezvous with you!"
