Day Thirty.
After feeding Mr. Xia as usual, Mu Qingtong suddenly thought of a question.
She pondered for a moment, then patted Xia Feng's chest, and her golden eyes half-closed, "Yue Hongli, come out."
As her words fell, both her and Xia Feng's bodies suddenly shifted upward, and a clear red spiritual light emerged behind Xia Feng, outlining the figure of a graceful woman lying beneath him.
The woman in the red dress with fair lotus arms reached under Mr. Xia's arm, gently hugging his chest,
her coquettishly upturned face leaning against Mr. Xia's right cheek, gazing up with indifferent eyes, "Miss Mu, are you looking for me?"
"..."
Separated by Mr. Xia, the woman in the black dress and the woman in the red dress quietly faced each other.
After a moment, Mu Qingtong spoke first, "Yue Hongli, have you seen everything that happened this month?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" Yue Hongli tilted her head, confusion in her cold eyes.
