Morning.
The bells on the Cang Xia Ridge rang once more.
Shangguan Yan'Er, like an octopus, tightly embraced Shen Xuan.
Afraid he would secretly leave.
"Wake up, it's time to go to Wusheng Pass!"
"No, let me sleep a bit more!"
Under Shen Xuan's repeated urging,
Shangguan Yan'Er unwillingly opened her eyes.
She kissed Shen Xuan's cheek, her smile blossoming like a flower, vivid and lively, like a joyful little bird.
"Shen Lang, you're amazing!"
Shangguan Yan'Er's voice was filled with admiration and respect.
Her voice was soft and enchanting, warming his heart.
The fresh fragrance of her body grew more intense, making Shen Xuan's heart unconsciously brim with excitement.
Originally, Shangguan Yan'Er's ivory-like long legs were wrapped around Shen Xuan's waist.
At this moment, sensing something unusual, her pretty face turned red again.
Like a startled little white rabbit, she sprung up suddenly.
"No way!"
