With all the gracefulness of Du Qiuniang, full of tenderness and countless charming postures, she stood in front of Qin Tian.
Inhaling the intoxicating fragrance before him, Qin Tian took a deep breath.
"Master, you saved my senior brother. Qiuniang has nothing to repay you with, except for..."
"Stop!"
The ambiguous atmosphere in the room only lasted for a few minutes before Qin Tian cut off Du Qiuniang's words before she could finish speaking.
"Qiuniang, I understand your feelings, but as I've said before, I did what I did purely because you are one of my people. If you try to repay me in this way, it indicates that you don't see me as one of your own... don't you think?"
Qin Tian's words left Du Qiuniang stunned.
Her beautiful eyes flickered, and then her red lips moved, pausing for two seconds.
"I'm sorry, Master. It's Qiuniang who is too vulgar..."
