That night, Fourth Master naturally stayed in the Jinyu Pavilion.
In the afternoon, Su Peisheng had already brought out quite a few things for Ye Zao from the storeroom.
Of course, it was done discreetly, without letting everyone in the mansion know.
That evening, Ye Zao lay beneath Fourth Master, being teased, her eyes red as she pushed back.
Fourth Master was both gratified and distressed, calling her Zaozao repeatedly, yet he couldn't bear to let Ye Zao go.
After what felt like an eternity, Fourth Master finally had his fill, and after summoning someone to wash up, he held the listless Ye Zao: "Do not be angry."
Ye Zao gave Fourth Master a weak glance, but in truth, she wasn't really angry.
How to put it, it was her own weakness. Fourth Master was actually quite good.
First, he had no quirks, and second, he was considerate of her body...
"Not angry, just sore and tired," Ye Zao said pitifully.
Fourth Master felt pained and wanted to get up: "Let me see, did it tear?"
