C152 Lin Qing's Doubt

In the kitchen, the woman's voice was gentle and alluring.

The man was ferocious as he battled on the battlefield. His voice was fierce and overbearing, and the interweaving music was as gentle as the flames of a beacon.

When the tumult of love was over, the two of them held each other in a heavy embrace, the only sounds in the kitchen being their gasps and the whooshing of the gas.

"Old Mo