But these people did not know what Zhao Fuyun was thinking. They only saw that Zhao Fuyun seemed to have no reaction to Liang Daozi's affair, so they repeatedly demanded in person that Zhao Fuyun make a bigger fuss about it, but Zhao Fuyun refused each time.,One poured wine, the other offered fruit. A faint fragrance lingered at their noses. They wore thin, sheer garments, revealing skin as smooth as jade. Snowy elbows peeked out from beneath their clothes, gently brushing his arms and back, leaving a cool, slippery touch.,Because he was certain that Xu Ya Jun would definitely be there, and his guess in his heart was right.。