Zhou Qing broke into a smile, not hesitating as he made his way behind Qin Yafei.
In the little grove, moans began to echo…
Resounding throughout the area.
Since being together with Zhou Qing, Qin Yafei had completely let herself go, only wanting to immerse herself in the tenderness of love.
She had long neglected everything else.
Not even caring about where they were at that moment.
After their tender moment, Qin Yafei cleaned Zhou Qing up before helping him straighten his clothes, quickly returning to kneel on the ground.
"Why aren't you getting up?"
Zhou Qing hooked her chin with his middle finger and forefinger, eyes brimming with laughter as he looked at her.
"Master didn't tell me to get up, I don't dare."
Qin Yafei spoke softly.
"Get up then." Zhou Qing smiled with satisfaction. As Qin Yafei got up, his gaze fell on her knees. Looking over, he saw some bloodstains—kneeling for too long must have broken the skin on her knees, which inevitably stirred his sympathy.
