"Ha…"

Xia Ji exhaled a mouthful of white air, rubbed his hands, and prepared to take a bath.

However, he suddenly frowned because there was someone on his bed.

A young girl.

A beautiful girl.

The clouds and hair on my temples are slightly messy,

Her skin was pink,

A pretty face was looking over nervously.

As if she was too nervous, she trembled in fear and shook off the sheet, revealing the boundless spring under it.

The young girl hurriedly grabbed the blanket with both hands and pulled it up under her chin as if she was frightened. Her eyes were filled with fear and anticipation as she looked at Xia Ji.

The originally cold and lonely house seemed to suddenly have warmth, and other sounds besides footsteps increased.

"I…I ... This servant…"

The young girl changed her tone three times in a row before continuing, " Please take pity on this servant, Master. Ah, no, don't take pity on this servant. "

"Did Su Bingxuan send