After a desperate and clingy bout of lovemaking, both were left limp, sprawled across the bed.
Li Qing, holding the naked Yu Lan, lay in the faintly fragrant quilt.
Although the environment was somewhat unfamiliar to him, the feeling was exceptionally pleasant.
As it turned out, this was the first time he had held a woman while sleeping.
Prior to this, it was pretty much hit and run.
Yu Lan's body was warm and smooth, like fragrant and soft jade in his arms.
"Qingzi, how wonderful it would be if you were my man," Yu Lan said with her face still flush from arousal, gazing at Li Qing with infatuation, her delicate palm caressing his chiseled face.
Li Qing turned and looked at her charming face, saying softly, "Aren't you already my woman now?"
"Yes, but what I mean is that kind," Yu Lan murmured shyly.
Li Qing laughed, "Then divorce him and follow me."
These words were something he was actually quite afraid to say since he was involved with more than just Yu Lan.
