Song Qingshu felt a chill run down his back. Women in this world really are terrifying. First there was Tang Saier, and now Lady of Peach Blossoms. To think mechanisms could be hidden inside such alluring red lips—truly impossible to guard against.
As he thought about it, his expression suddenly changed. There couldn't be women who hid mechanisms down there, could there? If so, what man could defend against that? Song Qingshu felt a chill between his legs.
Lady of Peach Blossoms caught Wanyan Dan before he could fall, preventing any collision from alerting the guards outside. After helping him onto the bed, she promptly let go, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her hands, her face filled with disgust.
After casually tossing away the handkerchief, Lady of Peach Blossoms rose and wandered about the room. From time to time, she picked up some of Wanyan Dan's memorials to read, pursing her lips as she did.
Song Qingshu secretly groaned. Judging by Lady of Peach Blossoms's leisurely manner, she clearly had no intention of leaving. She planned to stay here until dawn. Was he supposed to hide on the beam and eat dust all night?
"I wonder how she'll deal with it once Wanyan Dan wakes up?" Song Qingshu shifted his gaze to Wanyan Dan and found that though his eyes were tightly shut, his face wore a lecherous expression, while his body twitched unconsciously.
"Having an erotic dream?" Song Qingshu quickly realized that it must be the effect of the pink mist. It apparently muddled the mind.
No wonder she was so calm! Song Qingshu suddenly understood. If he was right, when Wanyan Dan woke the next day, he would take what happened in his dream for reality and believe that he had truly shared a night of passion