One two-hour period later.
The two of them were full and put down their chopsticks.
Zhang Xiaohao waved his right hand, and a stream of spiritual power spread from his palm. The square table formed by nature's spiritual energy instantly disappeared in front of them, as if it had never existed.
"It's about time, let's go!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
He got up from the swimming pool, grabbed a clean set of clothes with his right hand, and put them on.
With his trademark lazy style, he held a large bamboo shoot in his mouth, looked at Tian'er lazily, and blew out a puff of smoke.
"Mm." Tian'er nodded with a blushing face.
Under Zhang Xiaohao's gaze, she boldly stood up from the swimming pool, allowing Zhang Xiaohao to admire her, while puffing out her chest to give him a better view.
A woman's everything is prepared for the man she loves. As long as her beloved man likes it, he can look as much as he wants! As for anything else, who cares?
