Qiu Qingtang reached out and rubbed Xiao Li's small head, "Xiao Li is very brave, I'm very relieved."
Xiao Li instinctively wanted to smile but quickly restrained the urge, feeling it inappropriate: "Xiao Li is the master's Xiao Li."
"Hmm..."
Qiu Qingtang nodded lightly, with a wandering gaze falling on her own legs. Was her pupil skill ineffective because of her eagerness to meet Master Pei?
But that shouldn't be the case either, right?
Otherwise, how did Hua Ruojin manage to subdue the Clan Leader of the Yu Family?
Qiu Qingtang sighed inwardly, then bent down to pinch the edge of one over-the-knee sock and slowly slipped it off.
From the plump thigh to the well-proportioned calf, then from the rounded ankle to the curved arch, and finally, the lustrous white toes gradually emerged...
After removing the silk stockings from both legs, Qiu Qingtang turned and walked toward the canopy bed, her steps light and the bells melodious.
