Whooosh---
A gentle breeze rustled the treetops, creating a soothing sound that masked the secret noise within the rainforest.
Yu Qinghan bit her lower lip, her gaze fixed on Zhao Huai as if she didn't want others to hear the indecent moan.
However, as time passed, her expression gradually changed, her face flushed, her breath unsteady, and beads of sweat appeared on her white forehead.
Seeing her like this, Zhao Huai felt both amused and smug, and he took the opportunity to appreciate her up close. Without a closer look, he wouldn't have noticed.
Madam's original cold complexion had long since disappeared, replaced by a radiant and glowing pinkish-white hue. Her beautiful phoenix eyes were crystal-clear, making her look tender and affectionate.
Her cheeks were flushed, looking stunningly attractive, like a fairy from the Heavenly Palace descending to the mortal world.
Zhao Huai asked himself.