Though her heart was bitter, Li Qingluo did not dare let the slightest hint show on her face.
After enduring Lin Xuan's countless "massages" and "training sessions," both her body and mind had long since been thoroughly branded with Lin Xuan's mark. All she felt toward him was submission.
"Junior Brother, you've finally come."
Li Qingluo took a deep breath to steady herself, then walked forward with dignified composure, a trace of resentment in her voice.
Lin Xuan released Wang Yuyan, his gaze roaming boldly over Li Qingluo's body as he took in all the jealousy lurking in her eyes.
He knew that this thorny man-eating flower had not only had all her thorns plucked, but even wanted her nectar to flow for him alone.
"Senior Sister, it's been a long time. You've made Mantuo Mountain Villa increasingly elegant," Lin Xuan said with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.
At the sound of "Senior Sister," half of Li Qingluo's body went weak without her control.
Suppressing the urge to throw herself into his arms, she said seriously, "Junior Brother, you must be tired from the journey. But this isn't the time to catch up. Mother is waiting for you in the room inside."
"Master?" Lin Xuan asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Mother seems to be in a bad mood. She sounded somewhat angry whenever she mentioned you," Li Qingluo said somewhat awkwardly.
She had no idea why her mother was angry, or why she had specifically asked to see Lin Xuan.
"She instructed me early this morning that if you came, I was to bring you to see her at once. She said she had something important to discuss with you."
Hearing this, Lin Xuan gave a carefree smile.
"Fine."
He squeezed Wang Yuyan's little