Two hours later, the rich fragrance of jasmine filled the pink room, and Wenren Meiqiao's charming face blushed like fire. She shyly glanced at Shen Qiang who was looking at her from the side, immediately ducking her head bashfully. Not only did she rest her head on Shen Qiang's shoulder, but her beautiful eyes also nervously avoided his gaze.
Yet her rosy lips wore an infinitely satisfied smile.
Looking at the pink walls full of girlish vibes, Shen Qiang tightened his grip on Wenren Meiqiao's fragrant shoulder, his eyes smilingly squinted, "It's really surprising. I didn't expect that the majestic Great General's bedroom would entirely be pink."
"Don't laugh!" Wenren Meiqiao pouted, gazing at Shen Qiang coquettishly, and then said shyly, "I'm a girl by nature. What's wrong with liking pink?"
