Li Qiyu lay in bed with a strange smile on her face, "Well then, if Mr. Beitang is willing to collect my corpse."
"Li Qiyu, you really live up to my expectations!"
The corners of Li Qiyu's mouth curled into a smile, "And Mr. Beitang's harem, it certainly lives up to me."
"Since you moved in, when have I touched them again?" His eyes were gloomy, and his throat was marked with bulging veins.
If he hadn't touched them, why hadn't he disbanded the harem after all this time? Was it just to keep them in the backyard like decorative flowers?
"I even bore Bo Yeyuan's son, was his wife for more than two years... and it was you, Mr. Beitang, who handed me over personally. If you cared about my chastity, it shouldn't be just now, right?" Li Qiyu sneered, "It's just using me, why pretend to have a deep affection?"
Beitang Feng stiffened all over and grabbed her fingers, "It's different now—"
