Qing Lian hesitated immediately.
"What's wrong?"
Within the red curtains, Lady Liu raised an eyebrow, her voice becoming somewhat displeased.
"I'm afraid I'm too clumsy and might hurt you, my lady."
Qing Lian hurriedly replied.
"Hehe..."
Lady Liu chuckled softly, "I'm at least in the mid-stage Immortal Grade, not that fragile, hurry up!"
"Prince Qing, you can't blame me for this."
"My heart refused."
"It's your woman who insisted I give her a massage."
Yes.
Qing Lian was actually Chen Xuan in disguise.
At this moment, he slowly walked up to the red curtains, extending a hand to lift a corner, and then entered completely.
He saw that Lady Liu was only wearing a pink apron, but it was too small, barely covering the tops of her breasts.
As for her lower body... she wasn't wearing anything, only a quilt draped over her lower back, partially hiding her.
Two snow-white long legs were fully exposed.
"What a beauty!"
