Chu Qiao frowned and hit his chest lightly, "You dare?"
"You should work harder before I get another concubine." Zhuge Yue instinctively undid her hair, as his hands brushed across her neck. As kisses trailed down the side of her neck, he used his fingers to unfasten her clothes. Under the dim lights, her clothes fell to her feet, revealing her fair skin.
Zhuge Yue turned around and picked her up, and walked towards the big bed.
The effects of skipping dinner were not pleasant. As the night passed on, Chu Qiao stood up, her back aching and sore, and went to sneak some food to eat. It only took two steps before she stumbled, as she frowned and rubbed her back, taking every bit of effort to remain standing, looking at the person lying on the bed.