Moonlight spread, rippling endlessly like mist and veiling her body.
She simply lowered her head and looked at the White Snow Lion Cat, her almond-shaped eyes seeming to hold a moon.
Finally, her voice trembling, she spoke shyly.
"Little Snow, the Princess Consort said you're the best at seducing men. Could you teach me? If you teach me, I'll catch two mice for you as payment."
"???"
Fang Yang was dumbfounded on the spot.
Chapter 211: Ye Qinghong: Master, I still can't accept it
Moonlight spread, and a gentle breeze drifted past.
Beside the calm, tranquil lake, the little maid's eyes brimmed with shyness as she let the hazy mist veil her youthful body.
She simply looked at the White Snow Lion Cat with anticipation, hazy uncertainty, and even more apprehension.
Fang Yang was completely stupefied.
Ulterior motives! At that moment, he felt that every woman around him harbored such unfathomable intentions.
They all wanted to sleep with him.
He had thought the little maid was the only well-behaved one. Now it seemed that she, too, was becoming a little less honest.
The night was so peaceful. Perhaps because the White Snow Lion Cat remained silent, Ling'er sighed, and her bright almond-shaped eyes swiftly dimmed.
She crouched down and gathered the Lion Cat into her arms.
That faint, virginal fragrance refreshed the heart, unconsciously soothing one into tranquility.
Splash!
Holding the cat, the little maid gently stepped into the lake with her delicate little feet, every toe rosy pink.
They were like pearls, utterly adorable.
Then...
She slowly sank beneath the water.
Bubble, bubble!
Bubble, bubble!
Accompanied by those repeated sounds.
She soon sank into the lake, only emerging after a long while. Still holding the White Snow Lion Cat, she sighed.
"Little Snow, the Princess Consort already said she