The oil lamp flickered dimly, and Tan Zhenghong simply could not tear his eyes away.
Previously, he had said that Qiao Duo'er was the most beautiful, and it certainly wasn't just talk, especially those lively black pupils that inadvertently made one lose their bearings.
A small piece of dough was enough, Qiao Duo'er finished quickly and then blew out the lamp to go to bed.
But Qiao Duo'er still wasn't the least bit sleepy.
She simply pulled Tan Zhenghong's quilt over and began to give him a gentle massage.
Tan Zhenghong had been sleeping restlessly these past few days, but since he was bare below the waist, she had been too embarrassed to massage him there.
After massaging for half an hour, Qiao Duo'er started to feel sleepy and finally lay down.
The rain drizzled throughout the whole night and stopped only the following morning.
