What gave him a headache, however, was that the dozen or so maids sent by Shang Yilin were all dressed in maid outfits, and while working, they kept stealing glances at him with those bright, captivating eyes that tugged at his heartstrings.
Their accidental touches made his heartbeat race like a drum, making it hard to keep his composure.
Fortunately, his reason still held, otherwise he was truly afraid he might lose control.
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