Xiao Jinyu was stunned for a good while when he heard the words "to attend to." He hadn't even had any maids in his inner chamber, let alone allowed a woman to attend to him.
Moreover, the one in question was Miss Han.
"Who told you to serve me?"
Han Yan replied softly, "I came willingly."
Xiao Jinyu stepped forward, sat in a chair, and stared into those eyes, proud as frost-kissed plum blossoms for a moment. Anyone faced with such beauty would find it impossible to reject her offering herself.
"Jinyu?"
Xiao Jinyu blinked his eye-catching peach blossom eyes, "Your Highness isn't in the mood right now."
Although he had seen erotic paintings before and had been curious, when it came to actually experiencing it himself, he found it strange.
Especially with Miss Han—the very thought of it made him blush with embarrassment.
Han Yan stood up, took his hand, and led him to the bed.