When Leng Muchen let go of her, Qin Yahuang got up and picked up the sleeping gown on the ground and draped it over himself. "Can I go now?"

She asked coldly, looking down at him.

Leng Muchen leaned lazily and looked at her. The woman, who was unwilling to have anything to do with him, came to his room, but took the initiative to cooperate with her. Now, instead, he couldn't see her clearly.

Qin Yabing stood in a daze, "Mr. Leng."

Leng Muchen stood up, clasped her in his arms, and kissed her again on his lips.

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