Jinxi Mansion.
In the apartment, Luo Yuan and Shan Yingxin were tenderly entangled, inseparable and lovingly attached. The battlefield had long since moved into the bedroom, where they now embraced in sleep, deeply snoring in the silent room without a single sound stirring.
Meanwhile, in this tranquility, by the two strands of moonlight seeping through the window, a large glass fish tank at the entrance was slowly revealing an oval cocoon that had been semi-floating and blending with the water.
A splashing noise echoed as the semi-transparent, egg-sized cocoon joyfully leaped on the water's surface, and Shan Yingxin, who had been soundly asleep in Luo Yuan's arms, suddenly opened her eyes!
That instant, the ferocity and ruthlessness that shone from her eyes did not clash with her flower-like features. It seemed the more radiant she was, the more vicious she became.
