After thoroughly fondling the Snow Empress, Qian Ran ultimately abandoned the idea of going another round.
The Snow Empress had gotten in the mood, and she felt a little disappointed when Qian Ran went no further. Yet she was too embarrassed to ask for it.
Qian Ran had grand designs on the Snow Empress. How could he let her be satisfied so easily? He wanted to keep her feeling hungry and unfulfilled.
That way, the next time he touched the Snow Empress, she would become even more obedient.
The Snow Empress was truly far too alluring when she was as docile as a kitten. But Qian Ran's goal did not stop there. He wanted to make her even more obedient than a kitten. That would be a secret world belonging to him and the Snow Empress alone.
"Xue'er, change your dress. From now on, you can only wear skirts this short when I'm around."
"Oh."
The Snow Empress nodded and changed into a black dress that reached halfway down her thighs.
"Qian Ran, don't you like me wearing white dresses?" the Snow Empress asked in puzzlement as she put on the dress.
"No. I just think you look too holy in a white dress, Xue'er." Dressed in white, the Snow Empress was holy and majestic, making Qian Ran genuinely a little reluctant to lay his hands on her.
It was not that Qian Ran disliked the Snow Empress being so cold, proud, and noble.
Rather, Qian Ran wanted the Snow Empress to show more variety in front of him.
Men all liked women who were endlessly wanton at home but dignified and proper outside.
After that, Qian Ran chose not to flirt with the Snow Empress. Instead, he sat on the ground and began consolidating his cultivation. The Snow Empress