"Please sit!"
Su Yu sat down on the futon opposite them and heard Xiao Qingli say:
"Xinyue and I both need an heir, and you need heirs too, we fulfill each other's needs!"
"Additionally, you need to give us a title. Although we don't need it, our children need this title to inherit our endeavors and reduce some troubles in the future."
"No problem."
The three of them fell into silence, and after a while, Chu Xinyue's voice rang out:
"Then, let's drink this cup of wine!"
Su Yu picked up the wine cup, looked at the two stunningly beautiful women in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.
After drinking the fine wine, Su Yu put down the wine cup, his gaze sweeping over the two women. Suddenly, he stepped forward and hugged the coldly elegant Xiao Qingli. The cold Sword Immortal instinctively struggled, looking extremely uneasy, Su Yu whispered in her ear:
"Fairy Li, a night of spring is worth a thousand gold!"
She lightly bit her red lips, slowly yielding into his embrace.
