Water Mage, Grand Competition of the Two Sects

"Senior Brother, let Qingqing hug you~" As Lu Qingqing spoke, she masked the sound of the stream next to Shiyuan Sword Manor, which was used for washing clothes. Pei Yuhan didn't notice anything unusual, only feeling his junior sister's body tremble rather violently at one moment. Lu Qingqing pressed herself tightly against Pei Yuhan, her hidden skirt