Mu Fei moved lightly and walked towards the palace.
When the four guards guarding the gate saw Mu Fei, they immediately leaned over and said, "Miss Ji Ya."
Mu Fei nodded slightly, swallowed secretly, gritted his teeth, and entered the palace.
In the palace hall, Siweita had already set up a sumptuous banquet and was pacing in front of the table, as if waiting anxiously for someone.
At this time, when he saw Mu Fei's figure walking in, he looked overjoyed and immediately asked Mu Fei to take a seat.
There was no gossip during the dinner.
Until late at night, the two of them drank countless wines, and there were scattered wine bottles everywhere.
Mu Fei's face turned red from drunkenness. Seeing that the opportunity was almost there, he stood up immediately, pretending to be drunk, and swayed slightly.
When Siweita saw it, he flashed next to Mu Fei, held his shoulder with one hand, and said in surprise: "Jiya, your ability to drink is not that bad, how come you got drunk after just drinking so little?"
"I don't know what's going on. I feel dizzy. Please help me to rest."
Siweita's heart skipped a beat, her face looked surprised and happy, and she secretly thought that this was what Ji Ya was hinting to him.
Waving his hands to dismiss the four beautiful servants of God, he said solemnly: "Close the door for me. No matter what noise you hear, no one is allowed to come in tonight, otherwise we will kill you."
"yes."
The four divine servants didn't care to take care of themselves, and immediately turned around and exited the palace hall, closing the door.
In order to prevent outsiders from disturbing him, he also casually placed a soundproof circle, then half-armed Mu Fei and led him towards his room.
Mu Fei frowned secretly and felt a big hand caressing his back unscrupulously. He had the urge to kill Siweita at that time, but for the sake of the mission, he could only hold it back.
…
After entering the room.
At this time, Mu Fei had been sent to the bed by Siweita, lying down like a sleeping beauty, with drunken eyes half-open and half-closed, charming and alluring.
Siweita stood aside, not daring to move for a while, staring at Mu Fei's slightly undulating penis without blinking, feeling as uncomfortable as thousands of ants crawling around.
But he understands Jia's character very well. This is a rose with thorns. It can only be admired from a distance and cannot be desecrated up close.
"It's so hot." Mu Fei murmured in his sleep, casually untiing his skirt, revealing a piece of fair and delicate snow-white skin, shining with a faint luster under the candlelight.