The broken door was lying on the floor. Ying Qingcang who came to his senses was very repentant.
"Are you..... alright..." His voice was still hoarse from the s*x.
Xin Qing did not move at all. Ying Qingcang saw that her face was filled with tears and her lips had been bitten, so his heart throbbed. He wanted to touch her, but his hand stopped in midair. He silently walked to the door and propped it up, leaving without saying a word.
When Xin Qing woke up, she felt as if her entire body had fallen apart. She looked at the watch in a daze and was lucky to find that today was Saturday. Then she cursed Ying Qingcang a few times before falling asleep again.
"Young Master, the young miss doesn't wake up yet." This was the fifth time Uncle Fu reported to Ying Qingcang. He watched the time. "
