After seven or eight hours of passion, the two lay limp on the bed.
Xiao Zheng was alright, but Leng Ruobing was drenched in fragrant sweat, utterly exhausted.
Come on, she was just an ordinary woman, while Xiao Zheng was a Martial Saint!
To last so long in a Martial Saint's seven or eight hour battle was already quite the feat.
They had explored every possible position from the bed, the floor, the sofa, the window, the bathroom, the table, the kitchen...
"I'm going to take a shower."
Leng Ruobing, blushing, rolled her bright eyes at him.
She then got up and headed to the bathroom, holding a towel.
"Honey, let's go together."
Xiao Zheng grinned shamelessly.
Leng Ruobing: "..."
It was not until the afternoon that the recovered Leng Ruobing left and returned to the company.
Meanwhile, Xiao Zheng lay in bed, his mind fixated on a pressing issue: he urgently needed the Golden Bone, as the responsibilities on his shoulders were increasingly heavy!
At six in the evening,
