Wen Meimei's head swelled from his kisses, her lips slightly swollen, and she couldn't say a word for quite some time.
Qiao Chengxun hooked his lips into a bewitching smile, exuding the triumphant aura of a victor, and turned to leave with an overbearing air.
Wen Meimei suddenly came back to her senses and started cursing loudly, "Qiao King of Hell, you rotten scoundrel and dead pervert! I'm going to give you the cold shoulder for a lifetime!"
Hearing the girl's exasperated voice, Qiao Chengxun felt his mood lighten considerably.
...
Around the corner.
Bu Qingqing listened to the young mistress's roaring, feeling quite troubled inside. At this rate, she didn't know when the young master and the young mistress would be able to have children.
It seemed about time for her to step in...
She took out her cell phone and called the elder master.
"Elder Master, it's me, Qingqing."