Retracing this route, Li Qing couldn't help but recall the last time he, Sister Hu, and Qi Xuelan had indulged themselves here without any restraint.
Qi Xuelan, that woman who was so incredibly demanding of herself that it sometimes seemed infuriating, Li Qing had never again tasted that woman's flavor since that time. But he still clearly remembered how crazy she had been that night under Sister Hu's extreme development.
Although she also had an intense longing for such matters, Qi Xuelan forcibly put a stop to their relationship and became just friends, who were not very close, after leaving the valley, never crossing that line again.
Li Qing actually admired such a woman.
If a man could have her kind of self-restraint, he would definitely succeed in whatever he did.
The early winter weather offered no wonderful scenery anymore.
The grassland had lost the verdant green of summer, and looking around, all was withered yellow, adding a sense of desolation akin to the wilderness.
