Mo Ran fed him, while he didn't remain idle.
He reached out his arms, encircling her slender waist.
At this moment, Gu Huan felt as if a dream had become reality.
Pengyou fed him tea, her fragrance lingering, and her waist soft under his touch.
Gu Huan was intoxicated.
Moreover... the desire within his heart could no longer be contained.
Immediately, he picked up Mo Ran and carried her to the bed.
"Rip...."
He tore at her clothes fiercely; that perverse desire had completely driven him mad.
"Ah... young master!"
Mo Ran exclaimed, fear reflecting on her fair face.
But in her heart, she felt delighted.
Because Gu Huan was, after all, a master of the Profound Realm, and the spiritual power she could use was merely at the early Celestial Stage, too much of a difference.
Fortunately, she had a supreme treasure given to her by her true form.
Even so, she was a bit worried just now.
But now... seeing Gu Huan nearly losing himself, it became easier for her to make her move.
