Meanwhile, just as Zu An entered the carriage, he felt a wave of heat attack him. There was a sweet fragrance inside that would make any man melt.

A soft and expensive southern-style carpet covered the bottom of the carriage. In the center was a fine and exquisite coffee table, with a chair on each side. The chairs were covered in wool and fur, and there was a heater underneath each one that provided warmth.

Be careful of carbon monoxide poisoning… Zu An couldn't help but say inwardly. But when he recalled that the two inside weren’t ordinary people, he didn’t worry too much about that anymore.

No matter how extravagantly decorated the interior of the carriage was, it still couldn’t compare to the two girls inside at all, though.

Nan Xun was dressed in a glistening dress that resembled something one would wear to a nightclub of Zu An’s previous world. Her curves were perfectly displayed.

Kong Nanwu was much more reserved. She wore a simple yet elegant white dress. As she sat there, she looked graceful and charming, giving off the feeling of an aloof immortal goddess.

Zu An even wondered if Kong Nanwu was originally...