A sense of foreboding suddenly washed over Leng Ping.
"What's wrong, Master Leng?" The woman beneath him was the first to sense the change in him. Her voice was delicate and soft, with a cloyingly sweet tone.
"Something's happened!" Leng Ping's powerful heart calmed in an instant. He pulled away from the woman and quickly dressed.
The woman on the bed had never seen Leng Ping like this, but she knew what she should and shouldn't ask. Though she felt a sense of empty dissatisfaction, she still smiled sweetly and said softly, "Master Leng, be careful. I'll be waiting for you to come back."
Her saccharine voice made Leng Ping's heart skip a beat, and his agitation lessened slightly. Seeing the woman sitting there on the bed, he reached out and gave her ample bosom a squeeze, then laughed heartily. "You little temptress, just lie here and wait obediently. I'll be back to dote on you in a bit!"
