This time, Lin Xiangwan showed Qin Muchuan what a woman is truly capable of.
The next morning, Qin Muchuan was still utterly exhausted.
Surprisingly, Lin Xiangwan was bright and radiant, sitting in front of her vanity, meticulously applying her makeup.
Qin Muchuan leaned against the head of the bed, flipped through news stories on his phone, and then asked her, "Are you still worried? Can you be at ease now?"
Lin Xiangwan applied a light-colored lipstick, gently pursed her lips, turned her head, and looked at him. "Who knows if you were holding back?"
"Do you think I still possess any reserves?" Qin Muchuan set his phone down, squinted his eyes, and asked her.
Eight times!
Just what did eight times entail?
Lin Xiangwan was very delighted by his befuddlement.
For once, she was the only one to leave the room, while Qin Muchuan uncharacteristically didn't appear.
