Wufu dragged an incessantly talking Bai Xiaobai all the way home, which left everyone at the Wu Residence dumbfounded—the young lady actually brought a man back with her.
"What do you want to do with me? Let me tell you, I'm in the business of art, not selling my body!" Bai Xiaobai, observing the indescribable looks from the servants and Wufu's menacing demeanor, couldn't help but cling tightly to his medicine chest, glaring at her with a vigilant expression.
Pfft!
Wufu couldn't help but laugh, amused by his pale face. She teasingly hooked his chin, "Oh, an artist who doesn't sell his body? What kind of talent do you possess? Why don't you dance a seductive dance for me to see?"
The crowd's eyes widened, and one after another, they averted their gazes, unable to bear the sight.
Bai Xiaobai was equally shocked and exclaimed, "How have you become even more shameless since the last time we met?"
