After speaking, he seemed unwilling to continue sparring with her, and stood up directly, heading to the bathtub, rolling up his sleeves and unlocking, swiftly and gently fishing up Ning Feiyan.
Although the Female Demon Lord didn't want to look at this scene too much, her eyes couldn't help but drift over.
She saw her body covered with traces of intimacy, and the anger surged uncontrollably, causing her eyes to become completely ominous.
Noticing her gaze, Baili An couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and hurriedly pulled over a light veil to wrap around the woman in his arms, concealing her securely.
The Female Demon Lord sneered: "What? Protecting your treasure so closely, are you afraid I'll spoil it?"
Baili An was pondering how to respond when the woman in his arms sighed softly, waking up.
The freshly wrapped light veil began to undulate restlessly, as a pair of slender white arms reached out from the veil and hooked around Baili An's neck.
