Coping a feel
"Young sir, the madam says you should come down when ready," said the butler through the door and Luo Muchen kissed Qie Xieling's forehead before turning around to go to the door.
He opened a small gap and stuck his head out before saying, "We will come down just now. Thank you, Uncle Yen."
The old man's face creased like a chrysanthemum when he saw the scratch marks and hickeys peeking through on Luo Muchen's t-shirt collar.
"Alright, I will let the Madam know," he said before walking away his steps hurried. He couldn't wait to inform the Madam of the good news.
Luo Muchen's brow creased seeing the old man's reaction. He closed the door and walked back into the walk-in closet to find Qie Xieling and continue with what they were doing before but he was a little disappointed.
His sweetheart was no longer naked. He had just finished putting on his jogger pants when Luo Muchen walked back in.