After resting for a while at Chen Fei's place, Li Qing left.
At one gathering, he had relations with two former classmates.
This, for Li Qing, a participant himself, felt somewhat surreal.
Moreover, these two former classmates were both once considered the beauties of the day.
Indeed, it seemed like some sort of cosmic joke.
In the past, Li Qing wouldn't even dare to dream of such things, yet it happened within two days.
Not until he got back to the village and saw the familiar square was Li Qing still in a daze thinking about it.
"Secretary Qin, Qingzi is back!"
A clear and beautiful voice suddenly sounded by the roadside.
Li Qing turned his head and saw Wu Xingxing, wearing a white dress, fluttering over like a flitting butterfly.
"You couldn't possibly have been waiting here for me, could you?" When Wu Xingxing approached, Li Qing asked with a smile.
