1316 A Shrill Cry

When he heard those words that ruined the mood, Xuanyuan Mo Ze's mouth twitched as he sat there stiffly and stared speechlessly at the figure in red who had leapt up from his thigh and ran away giggling. 

When he saw the figure in red disappear into the night, with only her crisp and sweet laughter that could be heard drifting in the wind, he exhaled involuntarily. 

This woman!

She was the one who would tease, and she was the one who would ruin the mood, what should he do with this alluring coquettish young girl?

 Though he sat on the rooftop enjoying the night breeze, the blowing of the cool wind was unable to suppress the heat in his body. He was a man, all this suppression would eventually cause an internal injury. 

On the other side, Feng Jiu had already returned to the courtyard and was in her bedroom. After she had closed the door and windows, she climbed into bed and snuggled under her quilt with a snicker.