Lin Feng chatted and laughed with the grain supply officer and the others.
The muscular young soldier beside her carefully and respectfully poured her wine. He had danced earlier without a shirt, and now wore only a thin outer robe. The fabric was sheer enough that the contours beneath it visibly rose and fell with each breath.
Mm, he was rather easy on the eyes.
He was also quite good at reading the room. Lin Feng didn't need to give him any instructions; all it took was a sidelong glance, and he would refill her cup.
The grain supply officer watched the two of them and let out a suggestive chuckle.
It was downright lecherous and flirtatious.
At the end, he even wore the knowing expression of someone who'd been around the block, his face practically spelling out "I know all about it." He said considerately, "My dear brother, it's getting late, and you have to travel tomorrow. You ought to get some rest soon. Why don't we call it a night here? If we get the chance another time, your big brother will treat you to a proper feast."
As he spoke, he shot a look at the soldier beside Lin Feng.
The soldier forcibly reined in his barely contained excitement.
In the army, military merit and strength might count for everything, but connections were just as indispensable. If he seized this opportunity, wouldn't he naturally catch the attention of his superiors? And if the person beside him, remembering their night together, put in a few good words for him, his lucky days wouldn't be far off.
Catching the grain supply officer's look, he deliberately softened his voice and leaned close to Lin Feng's ear, his flirtatious breath brushing her neck almost imperceptibly. "This subordinate will escort the envoy