Li Qing had just drained his reservoir of desire, and now was his most saintly moment.
Even if Caili half-undressed, with sultry eyes hooking him in, aflame with heat, Li Qing was devoid of much interest.
"Auntie, the timing isn't good today, I'm not that quick to recover. I'll come over another day," Li Qing said.
Caili gave Li Qing a resentful glance, "You're such a bad thing, only caring about your own pleasure."
"Come over when you're free, I'll be waiting for you here," she said.
"Alright," Li Qing responded, and then he sneaked out the door and went home.
After returning home and comfortably taking a bath, Li Qing lay on the sofa. He could still taste some of the lingering pleasure from Caili's ministrations, and it was truly satisfying.
Without realizing it, he drifted off into a deep sleep.
The next day, he was woken up by the crisp sound of birds chirping.
It was another bright, sunny day.
