"... two seconds of pleasure...,"
When they were alone Qie Xieling's lips twitched, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. The absurdity of the situation finally struck him, and he couldn't help but let out a bewildered laugh, though this time it was tinged with disbelief.
"That bastard... he promised," mumbled Qie Xieling and Jolie broke down in laughter making him feel worse.
"Your father said the same thing to your dad. Of course, they all lie," said Jolie finding it so funny that she couldn't stay on the bed. With a thud, she fell to the floor and began rolling in laughter.
"I am going save him so I can kill him with my own hand," said Qie Xieling looking down at the belly that looked so flat. Meanwhile, Luo Muchen who was practising his swordsmanship felt his entire body shiver but it wasn't from the cold. He looked into the distant night sky unable to shake the ominous feeling.