No Choice
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qingyang City.
In the small courtyard of Huiquan Alley.
Two figures were in the bedroom late at night.
The wife and concubine tactfully left the night to Luo Qing. There was a white glow on the embroidered brocade dress, and its curves were exquisite. A pleasant sound played in the spring.
It was like a stream converging on the cobblestones of a mountain stream. It was not like an unrestrained river or an ocean that could accommodate hundreds of rivers, but it had a very soothing and relaxed feeling.
Everything ended when the sunset shone on half the sky. A few days later, Shen Ping, who was immersed in his joy, received a message from Shopkeeper Ding. His heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself that it might be about the previous auction. He washed up simply.