The Nan’yang Prince lowered his head to kiss the beauty in his arms, vaguely replying: “We’ll talk of tomorrow tomorrow. Wang Qilang won’t stay in Nan’yang for long.”
Chen Rong hastily chased after Wang Hong. Under the light, she quietly peered at him for a long time but did not speak.
At the same time, Wang Hong paused. He slightly tilted his head looking at Chen Rong.