Another five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Miter Auction House.
Ya Fei nestled in Xiao Cang's arms. Her tight, translucent gauze fully outlined her curves while draping them in a hazy, alluring beauty.
"Little Brother Xiao Cang, have you started growing a beard lately? Shouldn't you shave it?"
"What is it? Does Sister Ya Fei find it prickly?"
"Mhm. See for yourself if you don't believe me."
"Is there? Why can't I see it?"
Xiao Cang grinned wickedly and pretended not to notice as he leaned close to Ya Fei, brushing the stubble on his chin across her legs several times.
"Hee hee~~"
"It tickles, Little Brother Xiao Cang. So ticklish."
Ya Fei burst into silvery laughter. Xiao Cang then picked up the bronze mirror nearby and stroked the stubble on his chin as he looked into it.
Indeed, compared to one or two months ago, he had grown quite a bit more facial hair.
"You're awful. Little Brother Xiao Cang only knows how to bully me."
Ya Fei laughed until tears glimmered at the corners of her eyes, then coquettishly gave Xiao Cang's shoulder a light pat.
"If Sister Ya Fei doesn't like beards, why don't you shave it for me?" Xiao Cang said.
"Huh? You really want to shave it? I was only joking just now. You don't have to take it seriously," Ya Fei hurriedly explained.
"Oh... If Sister Ya Fei doesn't want to, then forget it."
"How could I not want to? Fine, I'll have the servants prepare the tools."
After saying that, Ya Fei hurriedly draped herself in red robes. With her long, snow-white legs, she walked to the door and summoned a maid, instructing her to prepare the tools needed for shaving.
A short while later, the maid delivered the shaving