Jia Ma Holy City
The Mittel Family
The room was simply furnished, without lavish decorations, but it had all the necessary tables and chairs. A faint floral fragrance lingered in the air, mingled with the deeply enticing scent of a mature woman.
"Mm..."
Xiao Yu gave a soft murmur and slowly opened his eyes. He had slept exceptionally well. Thinking back, the last time he had enjoyed sleep like this had been in Wutan City.
His gaze swept across the room. Breathing in the fragrant air, Xiao Yu noticed a woman in a black dress sitting beside the bed, asleep with her head resting on its edge.
Her wine-red hair and familiar, alluring face made Xiao Yu freeze.
The sound of Xiao Yu waking stirred Ya Fei. She abruptly sat up and looked at the man staring blankly at her, exclaiming in delight, "Little Brother Yu, you're awake?"
"Sister Ya Fei, why are you here?"
Xiao Yu was rather confused. He remembered passing out after Yao Lao killed Protector Wu. By all rights, shouldn't Xiao Yan or Medusa have been beside him now?
Then he realized that he was wearing his true face, since the Myriad Transformation Flame was not active at all.
At his question, Ya Fei rolled her eyes at him. "Am I not allowed to be here?"
She then rose, went to the table, poured a cup of water, and handed it to Xiao Yu. "This is my room, you know. Where else would I be?"
Xiao Yu accepted the cup and took a sip, smiling. "Hehe, I was wondering why it smelled so lovely. So this is your boudoir, Sister Ya Fei."
Ya Fei did not answer. Instead, she sat beside the bed again and quietly watched him.
Seeing her expression, Xiao Yu's hand paused around