That night was like dry kindling in a raging fire, and long drought meeting sweet rain. Passionate men and wistful women twined together desperately, completely abandoning themselves and forgetting everything external.
At this moment, hearing Wu Yan's shouts from outside, Lu Qian and Jiang Qingfeng suddenly awoke and sat up, only to realize they hadn't arranged a Silence Talisman last night!
Jiang Qingfeng's face flushed instantly, burying her head in the messy quilt, playing ostrich.
Meanwhile, Lu Qian shouted back, telling Wu Yan to assure Fang Hui not to worry, that he would come soon. Then he whispered softly to comfort his lover.
"Here is the Elder Courtyard, no idle persons will come, surely no one heard..."
"Even if they did, so what, we're known as a destined Immortal couple, what's to worry about."
"Let me see who dares to gossip, they'll be demoted immediately..."
