"What do you mean by enough? Hmm?"
Ye Qianming pressed her against the tree trunk, his tall figure directly enveloping the petite figure of Qingtong.
The man's eyes were half-closed, looking at her dangerously.
"I don't think it's enough yet."
Ye Qianming said, suddenly lowering his head.
Her eyes curved as she looked at the man's handsome face magnified before her. Instantly, she raised her hand, and tugging at his collar, kissed him back.
"How about now? Is that enough?"
Qingtong lightly laughed, asking seductively.
The light in Ye Qianming's eyes became even darker.
The dark waves surging there seemed to want to completely engulf and swallow Qingtong whole.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded not far away.
"Master! Master! Look what I've found!"
"Oink oink oink!"
The Little Fragrant Pig, carrying the Little Golden Mouse, dashed over with a puff. Upon seeing Qingtong, just before it could express its joy, it was met with Ye Qianming's somber face.
