He didn't dare to think about it, nor did he want to think about it. He was just addicted to the pleasure her body brought him and the unprecedented sensation, one that other women couldn't satisfy him with.
Between them, at most, it stayed at the level of physical passion, without any emotional love.
"Young Master, feelings are a matter of fate. Did you forget how you ran around for her when she was abducted? How worried you were for her, have you forgotten all of that?" Uncle Quan shook his head, saying, "Young Master, don't tell Uncle Quan this isn't the love between lovers?"
"Uncle Quan, you really talk too much nonsense." Beitang Yao didn't take Uncle Quan's words seriously. He turned his head to look at Xia Qingqian, "The meeting time is almost up. Why are you dawdling there?"
