But she never expected Zhou Chen to be involved with his martial uncle as well...
Thinking of this, Huangfu Yueyao looked down at her voluptuous and enchanting figure, suddenly feeling that as a beautiful master...
She was in danger!
"Am I inviting a wolf into the house..."
Huangfu Yueyao tilted her head, resting her jade-like hand on her fragrant cheek, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, her thoughts drifting.
"What am I thinking!"
Huangfu Yueyao shook her head vigorously, dispelling the images of Zhou Chen and his martial uncle, but her cheeks unwittingly turned a scorching red.
"Hmph, that little brat, even if I leave the door unguarded, he can't get in..."
With a cold snort, Huangfu Yueyao's figure disappeared. She needed to return to her room to cultivate and calm down; such things couldn't be seen too often.
The sun rose and the moon set.
Stars shifted.
