C59 You're early

A gentle poke not only hit my head, but my heart was soft as well. I smiled as I laid on the brick bed bare-chested. Qin Yuren used her slightly warm and moist small hand to rub my wound, continuously rubbing and drinking wine.

"Ah …!"

I let out an ecstatic cry. Half of it was really painful, while the other half was pure pleasure. Qin Yulong's face turned red as she rolled her eyes at me