"Adversary, whatever you say goes, okay? I'll agree with you, is that satisfactory?"
Qing Zhi's delicate body trembled slightly, her ears turning red.
Long Chen took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub.
Upon sensing this, Qing Zhi opened her eyes and looked at Long Chen.
But what she saw was that Long Chen's eyes were very clear, without a trace of lust.
Instead, there were some fine scars.
"Have you been crying?"
Qing Zhi, extremely sensitive, instantly felt something was off.
"No."
Long Chen denied.
"You are lying," Qing Zhi said. "What happened?"
Long Chen remained silent, not speaking.
Qing Zhi grew somewhat impatient, "Are you going to talk?"
"Alas, talking about it is useless."
Long Chen sighed.
"You definitely have something troubling you." Ignoring that they were both naked, Qing Zhi grabbed Long Chen's hand and softened her voice, "Tell me, I want to know everything about you."
