C159 Matchmaking Feast

He didn't know what time it was …

Only then did Lu Qingzhu finally let her go. One hand was behind her head, while the other was around her waist. Slowly, she fell asleep.

After passion...

He felt tired, but not sleepy.

Outside, the sky was almost bright.

Retreating the sad and clear moonlight from the night, a faint morning light spilled in, vaguely reflecting Lu Qingzhu's facial features