Suddenly, the door to the villa opened. Yang Qi opened his eyes, smelling a fragrant breeze.
"Did I disturb you?" Lin Qingxuan had arrived, dressed in a nightgown. She had obviously just bathed, and a faint, clean scent drifted from her, leaving Yang Qi a bit dazed.
"N-No, not at all!" The usually calm Yang Qi stammered, his face flushing red. It was a scene that any man would find irresistible. Lin Qingxuan's figure was already otherworldly, and combined with her subtle fragrance, it was more than enough to arouse a man's most primal impulses.
"Today is the last treatment, isn't it?" Lin Qingxuan said softly.
Hearing this, Yang Qi's heart skipped a beat. It meant he would soon have to part ways with Lin Qingxuan. To be honest, the thought was difficult to bear; the feeling was as sharp as a knife's cut.
