A gentle breeze blew, rustling the bamboo leaves.
Lu Yunxiao raised his head slightly, releasing those cherry lips as a smile flickered in his eyes.
Ling Qingzhu's lips were still so soft, sweet, and fragrant, making him reluctant to part.
"Bah, you lecher."
Ling Qingzhu spat lightly, her pretty face flushed rosy red, more delicate than any flower.
Her elegant and unconventional features were shy and timid, possessing a unique charm that made Lu Yunxiao unwilling to look away.
"Lecher?"
"This is nothing. Let me show you what a real lecher is."
A wicked smile appeared on Lu Yunxiao's face as his right hand quietly slipped around Ling Qingzhu's waist.
Pinching the long sash of her robe, he gave it a gentle tug.
Ling Qingzhu's expression changed at once, and she hurriedly pressed down on Lu Yunxiao's hand.
"Don't!"
"Yunxiao, I still need to see Master later. We haven't met for so long; she must have many things to ask me."
"How about... tonight?"
Ling Qingzhu spoke with shyness and a hint of pleading.
If she let Lu Yunxiao have his way, she definitely would not be able to visit her Master today.
She had personally experienced Lu Yunxiao's "strength."
"Tonight? That isn't impossible."
Lu Yunxiao stroked his chin, then pointed at his lips.
"Kiss me!"
A trace of shyness flashed through Ling Qingzhu's eyes as she glanced bashfully at Lu Yunxiao.
Seeing that mischievous expression on his face, Ling Qingzhu knew that if she did not take the initiative today, she truly might not be able to leave.
Biting her red lips lightly with her pearly teeth, Ling Qingzhu hesitated for a moment before rising onto her toes and kissing him of her own accord.
A moment later, Ling Qingzhu pulled away, her pretty face flushed red.
Lu Yunxiao