When Song Qingshu arrived at Su Quan's bedchamber, he was met with her teasing scrutiny. "Why didn't you spend a little more time having fun with the County Princess?"
Even with Song Qingshu's thick skin, he could not help but blush. "Well... it's been so long since I last saw you. I'm leaving tomorrow, and there's so much I want to say to you."
Su Quan looked at him with a half-smile. "A whole night wasn't enough to say the same things twice without getting tired of them?"
Song Qingshu caught his breath and was about to explain, but Su Quan lazily beckoned him over. "No need to explain. Hurry up and come to bed."
Su Quan lifted a corner of the blanket, revealing her breathtakingly alluring body. Song Qingshu did not stand on ceremony, swiftly removed his clothes, and climbed into bed. Even through two layers of clothing, he could still feel the warmth of her body and its astonishing softness. Though he had just come from Zhao Min's side, the two women's entirely different charms still stirred his desire.
With a light smack, Su Quan slapped away his wandering hand. "Stop fooling around. Get some proper rest."
"I'm not tired. You know my body is made of iron," Song Qingshu said with a chuckle.
Su Quan rolled her eyes. "You raced back day and night, then spent most of the night fooling around with Zhao Min. Even iron would be nearly melted into liquid by now, wouldn't it? Stop it. Let's just talk. I'm not going anywhere, and we have plenty of time ahead of us."
Song Qingshu was taken aback, then a warm current welled up in his heart. "Are you worried about me?"
Su Quan's slender hand caressed his face. "You're my man. If I don't