After another round of passionate exchange with Shirley, the two of them got out and looked at the fantastic scenery created by the soft golden lights of the Translucent Golden Parasol Trees that surrounded them.
It low-key created a festive atmosphere that kept up one's spirits.
It helped Shirley keep her emotions from bursting out.
Shirley held Davis's arm from the side, "For the past three months, I haven't left this area. I was tired…"
"Not a problem, my love." Davis stroked her head using his right hand with fondness, "You should take some rest when you feel like it. It's not like we're in a race with other supreme geniuses. In fact, we're just walking while they're still trying to catch up to us."
"Hehe~" Shirley's cheeks flushed as she liked what he said. It was apt.
