Qing Yuyao dared not continue staying at the hot spring pool; what if Zhou Chen returned and saw her? Wouldn't that be awkward?
Swish.
Qing Yuyao quickly returned to her room.
Meanwhile.
Zhou Chen carried Hongzhu back to the room, her white tender arms wrapped around his neck, her enchanting eyes gazed at Zhou Chen, and she smiled seductively:
"Is the young master thinking about your Sect Leader?"
At first, Zhou Chen left her mind blank, so naturally, she didn't notice Qing Yuyao, but after such a long time, she naturally discovered her.
Moreover, Qing Yuyao was shocked and had emotional turbulence behind, inevitably revealing her hidden flaws.
Snap!
A slap landed on Hongzhu's plump bottom, Zhou Chen said seriously:
"Sister Hongzhu, right now I only think about you!"
Zhou Chen is quite particular.
Whose room he is in, that's who he thinks about.
"The young master always says women speak with a forked tongue, yet you're the same!"
