Jian Huan had just settled back onto the sofa when another knock sounded at the door.
“Cousin? Second Master? Are you busy? Can I come in?”
A flicker of awkwardness crossed Lou Jingyang's face at the sound of the saccharine female voice from the hallway. “I think that’s Ziying.”
Lou Xiao, who was wiping his hands with a wet towelette, glanced over at Jian Huan on the sofa, a half-smile tugging at
















