A surge of heat arose. Huo Junhan's Adam's apple moved slightly.
"Your Highness, why aren't you going in?" The secret guard guarding the door asked Huo Junhan.
Huo Junhan raised his hand and pushed open the door.
When Shen Yaowei heard the voice of the secret guard, she couldn't wait to stand up from the dressing table and run towards the door.
Huo Junhan had just entered the room when he saw an ice-blue figure pouncing towards him.
He naturally reached out to catch the girl in his arms. Huo Junhan lowered his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.
Shen Yaowei's fair face was without makeup. Her long black hair hung behind her like a waterfall. It had already reached the bend of her legs, and her beautiful body was faintly discernible under the ice-blue silk pajamas…
