"Chu Mu... don't..." Overcome with emotion, Ye Qingzi shyly pressed her cheek to Chu Mu's shoulder, feeling a sense of shame at his various mischiefs.
Ye Qingzi's cheeks were a blush of bashful blooming flowers. However, she was ultimately reserved, and no matter how moved she was, they could not continue in this quiet little forest; it was too embarrassing.
Chu Mu smiled wryly, his hand, which had been moving uncontrollably under Ye Qingzi's clothes, retracted and he now simply encircled her soft waist.
Previously at the Great Chu Noble Family's grand banquet, Chu Mu had wondered how those people could be so affectionate in the forest. Now, he understood that when passion becomes unbearable, as long as they were in a secluded environment, undisturbed by others, who cared if the air outside was overly fresh.
