"First Madam, I'm here!"
A moment later, the door was pushed open gently, and Meng Yihuan was the first to hear a wretched male voice.
Peering through a crack, Meng Yihuan saw a middle-aged man in his thirties with a thin build, a long face, thin lips, and an unmistakable lustful gleam in his upturned eyes.
Chapter 44