Chapter 641, Representative of the Transmigrator

The rocking chair came to a halt.

Rebecca's entire body pressed down on him.

A sour taste of wine lingered on her tongue.

Fang Hao was pinned down in the chair, enjoying the oppressive feeling her plump body provided while his legs still needed to maintain the rocking chair's balance.

His hands slid down her spine to her waist and hips, starting to undo the belt above.

Rebecca's expression changed, and she quickly caught his restless hands, saying, "Have you lost your mind? Here, of all places?"

Lyss City's City Lord's residence was now vastly different from before.

Besides an increase in the number of trusted aides, there were also a large number of heavy sword infantry and storm crossbowmen arranged by Fang Hao.

The two could feel each other up without anyone noticing.

But actually doing something, it was hard to say they wouldn't be discovered.

"Just keep quiet, and we should be fine, right?" Fang Hao whispered.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."