He hugged his wife as she walked out and coaxed her helplessly.

"Don't run around. Come here and dry your hair."

"A Zheng, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight!"

Chu Yuening rested her head on the man's legs, looking up at the bright moon outside the window, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she looked at the attentive man and suggested something with interest.

"By the way, let's see how I'm doing with the Handan Step."

Soon, the two arrived at the lotus pond.

The scenery here is extremely beautiful, with a bright moon in the sky and a gentle evening breeze. The soft and hazy moonlight is like silver and water, scattered in patches across the pond.

The emerald green lotus leaves in the pond look like jade plates under the clear light, and the pink lotus flowers peeking out from them stand tall and graceful, vying for beauty.

On this quiet and beautiful summer night, the moonlight is like water, and the elegant lotus fragrance fills the nose.

The beauty in green clothes tiptoed and moved lightly with lotus steps.

The graceful figure dances along with the performance, and every move reveals a unique and beautiful rhythm.

Her unmade-up face is pure and elegant, her lips are slightly raised like lotus flowers, and her eyes are bright and charming, revealing her unpolished and natural beauty.

Occasionally, the white and delicate lotus feet peek out from under the flowing and soft skirt, inexplicably adding a bit of gentleness and charm.

Under the bright and flawless moonlight, she walked towards the man step by step, her figure light and graceful, her turquoise dress dancing in the wind, and her sleeves filled with a faint fragrance.

Like a swaying green lotus.

Ying Zheng's face showed astonishment, and ripples appeared in his calm phoenix eyes, undercurrents surged, and his scorching hot gaze was fixed on his prey.

Like a greedy and predatory beast.

When the beautiful Qinglian came closer, he embraced her with his long arms, filled with the lotus fragrance, and kissed her beautiful face with his slightly cool lips.

The next moment, he leaned over and whispered into the beauty's ear, his magnetic and hoarse voice concealing a hint of temptation.

"Yue Ning, the moonlight over the lotus pond, such a beautiful scene, how can we let it go to waste?"

"Why don't we go boating on the lake?"