A huge, natural pot-like stone is placed on the site as a natural barrier.
Yun Qingkuang was sitting cross-legged in the open space above two stone steps on a fine blanket made of several kinds of mink furs. On each side of the left and right was a woman dressed in a colorful and scantily clad dress.
Leaning on his shoulder seductively.
Qian Qian couldn't help but frowned. When Yun Qingkuang saw Qian Qian coming, he reached out and pushed away the women on both sides. The woman looked at Qian Qian jealously, then looked at Yun Qingkuang fearfully, lowered her head and left.
Yun Qingkuang was still sitting, and stretched out a hand to Qianqian. The wide sleeves of his robe slid down naturally, and Yun Qingkuang's arm seemed to be particularly strong.
Qian Qian looked at him coldly without any reaction.
Yun Qingkuang's arm hung in the air, then retracted it, raised his head and smiled: "By the way, I forgot that you are a peerless beauty, you should have a bigger airs."
Then she stood up, walked down the steps barefoot, and walked in front of Qian Qian, wanting to reach out and hold her. Qian Qian hummed and ignored him, walked forward, walked to the soft blanket and sat down.
Yun Qingkuang watched Qian Qian sit still before he smiled again and said, "You are really unique. You shouldn't make me bored so quickly."
Then he walked over and sat next to Qian Qian, keeping a distance from Qian Qian deliberately. Yun Qingkuang seemed very happy, reaching out and patting her, Xiaoyu nodded knowingly, and after exiting, there were singing and dancing people surrounding him.
Instead of dancing in the middle of the venue, they danced directly around Qianqian and Yun Qingkuang, and around this naturally shaped blanket. The dance postures were even more bold and exaggerated, as if all the movements were aimed at winning Yun Qingkuang's admiration.
Qian Qian looked at these coquettishly dressed women, and then thought about the ladies in the boudoir of this era. The contrast was really strong. Are these all playthings trained by the devil Yun Qingkuang?
Yun Qing smiled wildly as he watched the beauties dancing around him. Suddenly he turned to look at Qian Qian. Seeing the unhappy look on her face, he asked with concern: "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
He raised his eyelids slightly, pretending not to hear, his face expressionless.
From the corner of his eye, he felt Yun Qingkuang let go of his smile and raised his head. The beauties around him quietly retreated with disappointed expressions on their faces.
Qian Qian smiled coldly, turned to Yun Qingkuang and said, "They all seem to be particularly afraid of you."
Yun Qingkuang nodded proudly and tried to reach out to pull Qian Qian's hand. Qian Qian pretended to be careless and put her hand elsewhere. Yun Qingkuang jumped away, and the smile on his face became even more intense.
He said: "Of course they are afraid of me, but they also love me. I am the only man here, and only I can satisfy them."
Qian Qian frowned slightly, thinking that this man actually said these things openly, then smiled coldly and said: "Yes, you snatched them over and imprisoned them in this dark place for you to satisfy your selfish desires.