“Ah——” Cang Yue softly cried out. She unconsciously tightened her grip on the blanket, and with a face flushed entirely in red, she pitifully said. “Don’t! Wait… Wait till you’re done with the tournament, alright? After the tournament, no matter what you want to do with me, I will… will…”
Yun Che laughed. He flung the blanket away, leaned forward, and gently hugged onto Cang Yue’s soft and tender body. However, he did not make any other movements. “This is what senior sister personally said. When that time comes, you can’t go back on your words.”