Yun Lintian lay on the bed naked, staring at the bright sky in a daze. His mind was full of the madness scene earlier… For the first time in his life that he had experienced a reversal situation like this.
The air was filled with a lascivious aroma, reminding Yun Lintian that what had just happened wasn't a dream… Never did he think that one day he would be pushed down by a woman. Moreover, it was a celestial woman that he had never even dared to have an unscrupulous thought of her.
Standing beside the bed, Qingxuan put a white robe on her pristine body. Her hair was a bit messy, soaking wet with sweat. She slowly arranged the robe to cover her proud mountains that had a few biting and kissing marks on them before wrapping her willow waist with a blue fabric strap.
Her complexion was no longer pale than before. On the contrary, it was brimming with vitality. Obviously, the injury on her soul had already recovered.
