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"Young Master, you truly have a way with words,"
the woman giggled coquettishly, her soft, fragrant body falling directly into Zhou Li's arms. Tilting her refined chin upwards, she revealed a perfect curve, "May I inquire the Young Master's surname and given name? Could you grant this humble woman such knowledge?"
"Humph, a true man never changes his surname nor sits under a changed name,"
Zhou Li declared with soaring pride, "I am Tang Wan, the sixth Imperial Academy Student from Beiliang City, remember it well!"
In the bushes, the real Tang Wan looked around in confusion. Pointing at himself, he asked in a bewildered tone:
"Then who am I?"
"You... you could be Zhou Li,"
Zhuge Qing consoled.
"Forget it then,"
Tang Wan shook his head dejectedly, "I'd rather be unregistered."
Zhou Li had no idea what was happening in the bushes, but what he did know was that facing immoral temptation and saying, "No, don't stop," felt really exhilarating.
