"I shall take my leave." Yu Hao's movements were not slow either, as he quickly vacated the spot.
As for Shi Xue and Jing Xin, without a word, they turned and left.
In the room, it soon emptied completely.
Qu Tan'er, lying on the bed, her face tangled in confusion, "Prince, you…," leaving?
"It's late, rest now."
Mo Liancheng gestured, and the bed curtain fell.
He lay down beside her, half-lifting the blanket to slip inside. His arms naturally curled around the person inside, easily encircling them. Just holding her was enough to suppress a certain desire. After a moment, his deep voice, hoarsely said, "Concubine, if you are not tired, I wouldn't mind trying out what we just experienced again..."
"Tired! Very tired." Without thinking, Qu Tan'er immediately responded in a muffled voice.
That little face truly looked weary… not like she was lying.
Mo Liancheng pursed his lips, not forcing her, surprisingly holding himself back, he just held her as she slept.