"You've worked hard during this time," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Every bit of waiting is worth it, as long as there's a place for me in your heart," Hong Yi said shyly.
"Tell me, what kind of compensation do you want?" Zhang Xiaohao turned his body and asked, pinching her chin.
"Master, are you going into closed door training again?" Hong Yi asked.
"Yes, after tonight, I plan to retreat and refine those True Spirit essence blood," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Master, I don't want anything; just cherish me well tonight! Be as wild as you want, no need for tenderness, unleash all kinds of techniques, and fiercely bombard me!" Hong Yi said seriously, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Kneel down!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly snorted coldly.
"Yes, Master," Hong Yi knelt down.
Zhang Xiaohao lifted his clothes, and Xiao Zhang Xiaohao approached her mouth...
The battle that had been awaited for three years was overwhelmingly powerful.
Half an hour later.
