"Ye Chen turned his hand and grabbed Xia Qingyue's palm, holding it tightly. At this moment, both of them felt each other's affection.
Before long, Xia Qingcheng and the others grew tired of playing. They left the lake, put on their clothes, and ran over. Picking up the teapot on the table, they began to drink deeply.
"How was your cultivation today?" Ye Chen looked at the three women and asked.
Chapter 550