After the female in his arms fell asleep, the three-hour-long bathing was nearly over.
Unlike Xiao Jin, Shen Li wasn't as driven by lust; he just missed her.
He wanted to feel her once more and make up for the regret of last time.
Seeing Shen Tang asleep from exhaustion, Shen Li didn't continue and, after cleaning her up, he carried the female back to bed to sleep together.
Looking at the female in his arms with whom he shared such intimate pleasures, Shen Li's eyes were filled with unprecedented tenderness and affection.
In public, he always wore a smiling mask that seemed to hide a façade, but now he appeared to have taken off that mask, his eyes like inviting spring water.
Suppressing his heartbeat, he lowered his head to kiss her.
"It's not that I don't like you."
"It's just... I can't fall in love with you."
Imperial City.
Shen Qingli lay on the chaise longue, with several handsome male servants in light clothing kneeling by her feet, serving her wine.
