"The food and accommodation are good, I don't have anything I want to buy."
He observed her quiet face. He always felt that she resembled Qing'er in more than just looks; sometimes even her demeanor bore a resemblance.
"The floor is cold, let me help you to the bed." She assisted him to the bed to rest, bringing water to wash his body. Even though she had seen his body many times, she still blushed.
Looking at her charming features, a trace of tenderness arose in his heart, "Qing'er, if you want anything, you must tell me."
Liu Yuqing paused in her movements while washing him, "Having a place to settle down makes me very happy." She didn't even dare to hope to stay by his side.
At first, she harbored fantasies about him. Every time he called her Qing'er, she would be very happy.
When he was running towards his peak, the constant calls of Qing'er would intoxicate her.
