The peach blossoms are vibrant, petals scattered in the wind.
Beyond the winding water path lies a vast expanse of a continuous Peach Forest.
Along the waterway, a slim and light boat drifts downstream, encircling a Flower Boat. On the light boat, graceful figures dance to music, veils fluttering, exuding infinite allure.
Such a display, such luxury, made Mu Qingge sigh deeply in her heart, this is the true surround sound of the Otherworld!
On the exquisite Flower Boat, Mu Qingge, in red attire, holds a jade-colored wine cup. The amber liquid inside ripples slightly as it moves with her fingertips.
She stands at the bow, facing the wind.
Her clear and transparent eyes slightly squint, as if feeling the breeze on her face, black hair flying, and also as if admiring the beauty of the landscape after the storm.
Behind her, babbling voices can be heard.
A few dainty and enticing Flower Maidens are playing a ga of "Blind Man’s Bluff" with Shao Fatty.
Shao Fatty’s round figure, in the small Flower Boat, surprisingly moves agilely, enjoying the charm of the won.
"Hehe, are you still running? I’ve already caught your little hand!" Shao Fatty cackles lecherously.
Then, a coquettish moan echoes.
"Little Lord, save !"
The plea for help cos from behind.
Without turning, Mu Qingge slls a fragrance rushing towards her.
Turning abruptly, she sees a lithe green figure jumping into her arms.
She smiles, slightly twists her body to avoid a direct impact, but extends her arm to embrace the slender waist of the green figure.
With a spin, amidst the woman’s exclaiming, she is drawn into her embrace.
The woman reclines in Mu Qingge’s arms, gazing up at her exquisite features from a vantage point below. Her eyes, clear and lazy, indifferent, carry a hint of red like the setting sun. Her lips gently curve into an indescribable youthful allure.
"Little Lord..." In a daze, the woman calls softly.
It seems she is already smitten.
Mu Qingge’s smile deepens. Raising the hand holding the wine cup, she offers it to the woman’s lips, gently saying, "Drink, it’ll calm your nerves. Later, I’ll deal with that fatty for you."
As if under a spell, the woman obediently opens her mouth and drinks the wine in one go.
When the slightly fiery wine flows down her throat, stimulating her nerves, she suddenly snaps awake, revealing a coquettish shyness.
The embrace of red-clad exquisite beauty, seemingly unwilling to leave easily.
"Boss!" At this mont, Shao Fatty, accompanied by nurous won, erges from the Flower Boat. He removes the blindfold and jokes with a smirk, pointing at the woman in Mu Qingge’s embrace, "Ah, now I see why you didn’t let catch you. Turns out you have eyes for my boss."
Unsure if she is embarrassed or afraid of misunderstandings.
The woman in green hurriedly steadies herself, takes a step back, and leaves Mu Qingge’s embrace.
Mu Qingge naturally doesn’t hold her back, releasing her hand effortlessly.
The woman pouts playfully, "Young Master Shao is teasing again; I won’t indulge." After saying this, she stamps her foot and with a flustered face runs into the Flower Boat, glancing with irresistible enchanting eyes at Mu Qingge standing gracefully at the bow.
This glance didn’t attract Mu Qingge’s attention, but Shao Fatty saw it clearly.
He chuckles, waving the won away, and walks alone to Mu Qingge’s side, teasingly saying, "Boss is always the boss, passing through thousands of flowers, not a single leaf clings. I wonder how many girls will cry heartbroken."
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