Lust Is Just an Empty Shell

On the way back to Lishan Mansion, Si Yiyan had a smile hanging from his lips and joy overflowing from his eyes. Wen Xinya couldn't help but find his behavior a little strange.

However, Wen Xinya felt sluggish all over and was too lethargic to ask him about it. Hence, she slipped into a trance and dozed off in his car.

Si Yiyan cocked his head sideways to see that she was sleeping soundly. He then pulled over by the roadside and eased her into a comfortable position before removing his jacket and placing it over her gently. He then increased the temperature of the air conditioner and continued driving.

Wen Xinya woke up from her pleasant nap to find that she was lying on a spacious incense wood bed. The faint scent of the wood wafted up to her nose and she almost thought that she was lying on the wooden bed in the Mo Family home.