"So, my Lord... do you like what you see?"
She whispered close to Little Netherworld Venerate, gently blowing into his ear.
"Hmph!" Little Netherworld Venerate blushed and looked up, trying hard to keep his composure, "What's there to see?"
"Is that so?" Luo Qingtong chuckled as she looked at him, her smile growing even sweeter at the corners of her lips.
"Lord, your nose is bleeding again." She suddenly pointed at him.
Hearing this, Ye Qianming subconsciously covered his nose.
However, as he did, he realized that his nose wasn't bleeding at all.
This woman!
He glared at Luo Qingtong, fuming.
Meanwhile, she had already collapsed into laughter on the bed.
"Haha!" Luo Qingtong's face was filled with joy as she laughed.
Her long hair spread out, still harboring a slight mist from her recent shower.
As it scattered across the bed with her movements, paired with her more lovely-than-flowers features, she was unspeakably radiant and ethereal.
