Hearing the sound, Ye Yiheng turned around and was slightly startled, then followed her gaze towards the bed.
What suddenly caught his eye on the bed was that object of pure white!
One set of which he had picked up and tossed back onto the bed, knowing she would realize he had touched it, a rare suspicious blush crawled onto Ye Yiheng's handsome face.
"I... I just..."
"Just what?" At this moment, Leng Yu Yan was like a hedgehog bristling with spikes, huffing as she stuffed all six sets of chest bindings under the brocade quilt.
Recalling how she was almost naked in his embrace, her anger flared even more, rendering her usually clear and sweet voice decisively sharper, "Your Highness, go ahead and say it!"
Candlelight glowed brightly, dancing nimbly within the Luminous Lamp, seemingly snickering at the unspeakable amorous atmosphere between this pair of beautiful man and woman.
