"Senior Sister."
"Don't talk, kiss me."
"Mmm..."
Not seeing Gu Yourong for a year, she was quite passionate, dismissing the boy before pouncing directly on Zhong Lin.
Zhong Lin certainly couldn't go against the lady's wishes and catered to her every demand.
After three hundred rounds, the two lay quietly on the bed.
Gu Yourong rested her head on Zhong Lin's arm, her slender fingers tracing circles on his chest, her face still carrying a faint blush.
"How long will you stay this time?" Gu Yourong suddenly asked.
Zhong Lin glanced down at Gu Yourong and chuckled: "Is it that obvious?"
"Hmph!"
Gu Yourong's silver teeth bit viciously into Zhong Lin's chest, but she didn't bite hard, just leaving a neat row of teeth marks.
"I know you have many secrets, and I won't ask; I'll stay in the sect waiting for you, taking care of the boy, just promise not to forget me."
Gu Yourong mumbled, lying on Zhong Lin's chest.
