The candlelight danced behind her, casting a towering shadow on the wall, like a beast ready to devour, tightly enveloping Chen Yi, who sat with his usual relaxed posture.
The final words were spoken with great weight, and Chen Yi, who never responded well to threats, slightly tensed his face, then suddenly looked up and said coldly, "Is there something you need, Qin Qingluo?"
The Princess, in her anger, laughed mockingly and retorted, "It's you who has unfinished business."
The air seemed to freeze at that moment, filled with an explosive tension.
......
A couple's argument at the bed's head ends with reconciliation at the foot.
Besides, they hadn't really fought; Chen Yi lay sprawled over Qin Qingluo's massive frame, greedily breathing in the mesmerizing scent while his hands playfully explored appropriate areas.
Qin Qingluo exhaled a heavy breath through her nose, casting an impatient glance at him, and said coldly, "Had enough fun yet?"
"Not yet."
