From a small abode behind the grapevine rack came an enchanting and seductive moan. The gentle breeze wafted waves of fragrance over, as a beautiful lady, fully naked and merely clad in a thin transparent, pink gauze veil, walked slowly over to Qin Qingshui. It seemed like this lady had just taken a bath, as beads of water could be seen clinging and dripping from her long, disheveled hair, and some were trickling down gently on her exposed breasts as well.
From Wu Qi's direction, he could not have a clear glimpse of this lady's face. What he could see was her curvy waist, as it was twisting and swaying nimbly like a snake while she walked toward Qin Qingshui. She came beside the man, then brought herself to sit right onto Qin Qingshui's lap, and intimately placed both her slim arms around his neck. She gave him a kiss on the face and said with a fairly affectionate voice, "My dear Marquis Qin, was that fat pig just now the Duke of Xian?"
