Sofia sat quietly in the back seat of the car, right next to Bai Yan, her beautiful eyes slightly nostalgic as she gazed out the window, observing the scenery on both sides of the street.
"Saintess, have you been to Beijing before?"
Yan Qing couldn't help but ask, sensing a hint of reminiscence in Sofia's eyes.
"Just call me Sofia."
Sofia said with a slight, charming smile, "I visited Hua Xia when I was very young, and I have been to all major cities here. I love HZ's beauty, Beijing's magnificence, AK's luxury..."
Before Sofia could finish, Bai Yan interrupted her soft words, "Enough with the chatter."
"Massage my legs, I'm tired."
Bai Yan's big foot was directly placed on Sofia's tender and smooth thigh.
The monk robe Sofia wore was thin, and through their clothing, Bai Yan could still feel the astonishing elasticity and faint warmth of those thighs.
