Qu Tingfang's face blushed as she looked up at Chen Ziyang.
Suddenly, she reached out and touched the tent that was already pitched high.
Qu Tingfang couldn't keep her hands off it, constantly caressing over it.
After those crazy experiences with Chen Ziyang before, the present Qu Tingfang was no longer the shy girl who blushed at the sight of a man's Great General.
"You want me... how do you prove it?"
Qu Tingfang even cast a seductive glance at Chen Ziyang.
Seeing her provocative look, Chen Ziyang's tent obviously became even more taut.
"Shouldn't you be the one to show how you want to prove it?"
Chen Ziyang wasn't in a hurry, but simply slipped his hand into her collar.
His hand met soft warmth; he grasped hold of that soft pride.
Qu Tingfang felt her body go weak.
She had missed Chen Ziyang terribly in this time without him.
Without hesitation, Qu Tingfang unzipped Chen Ziyang's zipper.
His weapon sprang out like a dragon!
