Lu Qian felt a sudden panic in his heart, as the "Bright Mirror Dustless Technique" began to operate spontaneously, his Divine Sense surged, and his thoughts raced.
He looked deeply into Senior Sister's eyes, stepped forward, and took her soft, slender hand.
Gazing at the visibly weakened Jiang Qingfeng, Lu Qian retorted, "Seven days of meditation, no going out, and no meeting guests. Tomorrow is supposed to be the ceremony. Doesn't Senior Sister want to know why I came here?"
Qingfeng avoided his aggressive gaze, lowering her voice, "Why?"
Lu Qian replied softly, "Because I miss Senior Sister too much. I couldn't wait any longer."
Qingfeng's delicate body trembled, her face and hands warmed up, and she shyly glared at Lu Qian, "Smooth talker."
"Whether it's smooth talk, Senior Sister will know once she tastes it..."
Before Jiang Qingfeng could react, she was embraced at the waist, her cherry lips tightly kissed.
"Shameless... Cheater..."
"Mmm..."
