On the soft, silky mattress woven with golden threads, Dongfang Liuli was drenched in fragrant sweat, panting heavily. She tried to feign an angry tone to scold him, but as soon as she spoke, it sounded more like she was pouting:

"Meng Qin, I will definitely punish you! You'll regret what you did today!"

Meng Qingzhou, without any hesitation, sat on the edge of the bed, helping Dongfang Liuli sit up. He then wrapped his arm around her shoulder, gently cupping her cheek against his chest.

"Alright, I'll listen to you. Punish me however you like," Meng Qingzhou said with a soft smile.