After leaving Rosalind's room, Yin Kuang wound his way through the castle and arrived outside Qian Qianqian's door at the other end. Before he could knock, the door was pulled open from within. A slender jade-like hand reached out, grabbed Yin Kuang, and dragged him inside. Then, with a soft bang, the door shut.
In the elegant, exquisite room, a beautiful scene unfolded—"When gold and jade dew met, it surpassed countless mortal reunions."
"Mm!"
Who knew how long had passed when a muffled moan, neither quite pain nor quite suffering, like resentment and sobbing intertwined, squeezed through Qian Qianqian's tightly clenched red lips. Her white, jade-like body seemed to have had all its bones pulled out as she collapsed heavily onto Yin Kuang's not particularly broad but distinctly muscled chest.
"Huff... huff... you bastard..."
Yin Kuang chuckled softly as he stroked Qian Qianqian's smooth, tender back, from top to bottom and from side to center. This post-lovemaking caress made Qian Qianqian shudder and whimper again.
After a while, that exquisite sensation gradually faded. Qian Qianqian said, "Yin Kuang, are you leaving again?" As Yin Kuang kneaded her hair, he nodded gently. "Yeah." Qian Qianqian asked, "How long will you be gone this time?" Yin Kuang said, "I'm not sure this time either. According to Rosalind, time in the Sixth Epoch world is almost synchronized with the university."
"Oh." Qian Qianqian could not help feeling somewhat dejected. "Then I'll wait for you to come back."
"Yeah. Wait for me. Qianqian, believe me. One day, we'll be able to stay together every day and never be separated again. When that day comes, will you be the mother of my children?"
Qian Qianqian's body stiffened slightly. Then she rubbed her cheek against Yin Kuang's chest. "Mm, okay." Then Qian Qianqian leaned close to