Almost at the same time that the black figure entered the room through the window, the originally pitch-black room lit up a little, and a gentle voice with a hint of laziness came from inside.
"Yama Lord, it's the middle of the night. Why are you not sleeping at home? What are you doing here?"
Hearing this, the Yama Lord's deep eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. In a low and magnetic voice, he said, "You knew that I was coming?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked into the room. One step at a time, two steps at a time, he got closer.
"Yama Lord, I'm not wearing clothes when I sleep!"
He stopped in his tracks, and the smile on his lips deepened. His deep voice was like mellow wine, with a hint of intoxicating charm. "It's okay, I don't mind."
Fengjiu, who was inside the room, twitched the corner of her mouth. She turned over and leaned against the head of the bed. She saw the black figure walk in, and a pair of deep dark eyes with a hint of light fell on her body. He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to ask: Didn't you say that you weren't wearing clothes?
She squinted her eyes and smiled like a sly little fox. She smiled proudly and arrogantly. "How can I be undressed when I know that you're coming, Yama Lord? So, I'm sleeping with my clothes on tonight. "
"Waiting for me?"
He came to the bedside and stopped, standing in front of the bed, and looked down at the woman sitting on the bed hugging the quilt. Although she was still dressed in men's clothes, tonight, perhaps because she had been resting earlier, her black hair was let down.
Looking at the silky black hair scattered behind her back, and a few strands fell on the side of her cheeks, adding to her charm and enchanting, his eyes gradually deepened.
Fengjiu, who was hugging the quilt, suddenly felt uncomfortable under his deep gaze. She smiled embarrassedly and asked, "Yama Lord, why are you looking for me?"
Hearing how she addressed him, the Yama Lord frowned. "Am I very old?"
"…"
Fengjiu was speechless. She only wanted to say, Yama Lord, you're getting the wrong point, okay?
"Am I very old?"
He asked again, as if he was very sensitive to this question. A pair of deep black eyes stared at her tightly, as if he would not stop until she gave him a satisfactory answer.
"Hehe, you're not old, not old." She smiled embarrassedly, thinking that he was crazy to take this question seriously.
The Yama Lord stared deeply at her. His scorching gaze landed on her tender face. His eyes flickered slightly as he spoke with a stern expression on his face.
"I am twenty-five years, unmarried."
"Ha!"
When she heard this, she looked at his serious and serious face and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand to stifle her laughter and coughed lightly before saying, "Well, Yama Master! With your looks … Uh, no, I mean … "
"Yama's Yama Yama Lord?
"He interrupted her, and looked at her with a complicated and twinkling gaze. He had already said it so clearly, but she still didn't get it?
Hearing this, Fengjiu was stunned. She blinked and said blankly, "Isn't it just that you're twenty-five years old and unmarried? I got it! "
Seeing this, the Yama Lord's face darkened. She didn't know if he was angry at her for not understanding, or angry at himself for not confessing.
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