Faced with Sun Zhe's "devil's whisper," Long Youyou remained unmoved.
At this moment, she didn't want to care about anything, feeling completely exhausted, lying on the stone bed like a puddle of melted ice cream.
Just after the flood release, she felt that everything inside her had emptied out, leaving only endless emptiness.
Sun Zhe looked at her with a satisfied smile, feeling a growing sense of achievement.
"It seems even you can't take it, Princess. We haven't even officially started and you're already like this."
"Even with your astounding cultivation, you still can't get past the flesh."
"Earlier, you talked about nurturing my body and even picked a spotted jiao for me... Now it seems completely unnecessary."
Long Youyou could hear the provocative and mocking tone in Sun Zhe's words, but she didn't refute him, only softly replying with a hum.
