Right after finishing with Feiyan, Qingyi headed to the dining room. His wives had already prepared the entire dinner.
The huge bull had been roasted, cut to perfection, and divided among the dishes, accompanied by rice and various types of salads and spices.
The moment he arrived, he was greeted with pure excitement, mixed with a few suspicious glances toward Feiyan.
The beauty's hair, always well combed, was messy, and her breathing remained heavy.
She hadn't stolen the husband in secret, had she?
Fortunately, these suspicions lasted only until the meal began.
Even Celestia, sitting stiffly in a corner and struggling to answer the barrage of questions from Qingyi's other wives, couldn't help but salivate at the sight of that food.
Giving in to gluttony just once wouldn't hurt, right...?
When the meal was over and after some more time training alone, Qingyi decided it was time to devote attention to his wives.
Rongyan was the first one he visited.
