Liu Qianshui couldn't help but lament more than once, filled with envy and jealousy, such hatred!
How he hated himself for not having such encounters!
At last, evening arrived!
Qu Tan'er's eyelashes fluttered slightly, with a serene look in her Mou Hua eyes, tranquil as heaven and earth.
"Clap, clap, clap!"
Someone was clapping! Liu Qianshui, this guy, finally let out a long sigh of relief and excitedly stepped forward, "Master, how do you feel?"
"No feeling..." Qu Tan'er's Mou Hua eyes flickered as she tilted her face upward, only to see another figure standing against the wind not far away, and she quickly got up and approached, "Chengcheng? Why are you out and about with your poor health?"
"..." Silence fell!
Mo Liancheng gently enveloped her in his arms and wiped a trace of dust from her cheek, "This King is feeling better now."
"Master, you've been sitting here for seven days," Liu Qianshui reminded.
