Taking a Bath Together
Hearing her soft voice, Long Ying nearly fail to resist his urge to hold her and stroke her head tenderly like what he used to do. It was only because he had noticed how thick the smell of blood that lingered in the place did he manage to stop himself from caressing her head.
Yu Yan released Long Ying and stepped back one step. She looked at him up and down. "Are you wounded? We need to treat your wounds if it's yours."
"It's not mine." Long Ying shook his head. How could those third rate assassins even managed to harm him? He was more annoyed and angry with the fact that these assassins planted themselves in his mansion.
If Yu Yan didn't plan to go to the public land bidding today…