With a thought, Yang Zhengshan stepped onto the vines and rose up in front of Yu Qingyi.
"Heh heh, little lady's stopped struggling!"
He chuckled, even reaching out to pinch Yu Qingyi's round cheek.
Yu Qingyi gave him a charming eye roll. "This old woman is almost eighty, and you still call me little lady! Old Thing, do you have no shame?"
Yang Zhengshan blinked. The vines around Yu Qingyi became much thinner, but they still bound her tightly.
Yu Qingyi had originally been wearing a neat, close-fitting outfit with no special quality, but once she was tied up like this, her delicate, curvaceous body was revealed.
Counting her age, Yu Qingyi was now already seventy-seven, truly an old woman.
The problem was that Yu Qingyi still retained the appearance of a young girl in her prime, even more beautiful and alluring than when Yang Zhengshan had first met her.
When they had first met, Yu Qingyi had not been the kind of gorgeous woman who dazzled at a glance. Her round oval face and slightly plump figure made her look very pleasing the longer one looked.
And now, fifty-one years had passed. Yu Qingyi's face was like white jade, her skin like congealed cream; her round oval face looked even more grand and beautiful, and even her figure was exquisite and well-proportioned.
Yang Zhengshan looked at the lovely woman In Front Of him and could not help reaching toward her slender waist.
"Stop fooling around!" The moment Yu Qingyi saw Yang Zhengshan's eyes, she knew what this old fellow was thinking.
"It's getting late!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.
Yu Qingyi rolled her eyes. "Let me go first!"
"This way has even more charm!"
Yu Qingyi was utterly speechless.
"Haha~~"
Yang Zhengshan burst into laughter. Immediately, the two