In the misty, swirling space, steam rose as a man and a woman sat in the hot spring.
Every inch of Mei Xiangyun's skin was flushed pink as she lay weakly in Jiang Xiaobai's arms, seemingly breathless. Her mind was blank; the experience she hadn't felt in years surged back, and she couldn't withstand such a fierce onslaught after being so empty for so long.
Jiang Xiaobai caressed the smooth back of the beauty in his arms. Mei Xiangyun had already fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion. Jiang Xiaobai did not feel sleepy; he wasn't tired at all. During their intimate encounter, Jiang Xiaobai had infused his True Yuan into Mei Xiangyun's body.
The fine lines at the corners of Mei Xiangyun's eyes were disappearing. It wouldn't take long before she would wake up and find herself young again.
Jiang Xiaobai had promised that as long as he was around, he would never let Mei Xiangyun grow old. He would fulfill his promise, and he had the ability to do so.
