บท 428: Four hundred and twenty-seven, Farewell

Luo Qianyu sat down by the pond, flashing a mischievous smile at Yang Muxue, "How could I miss the chance to see a beauty emerge from her bath?"

"Stop it! If you don't leave now, I'll hit you," Yang Muxue said, blushing and stomping her foot.

Luo Qianyu burst into laughter as he stood up, patting the dust off his clothes, "Alright! I'm leaving." He had just been teasing her; he wouldn't really peek at her bathing. He was a normal man, after all—if his beloved was bathing in front of him, it would be weird if he could actually restrain himself.

Watching Luo Qianyu's retreating figure, Yang Muxue smiled sweetly, undid her clothes, and let them fall away as she slowly stepped into the Spiritual Spring. She trusted Luo Qianyu's character—he said he wouldn't peek, and he definitely wouldn't. But this place was truly magical! How had Luo Qianyu gotten here anyway? Countless questions filled her mind.