This kind of thing can't be enjoyed by one's wife alone.
The next day, before dawn, Xu Ran was already up, sitting cross-legged on the bed, continuing with his cultivation.
Although he no longer experienced the morning light's baptism as Xu Ran did, his consistent self-discipline was always etched in his heart. After all, a poisonous snake massacre in the village was no trivial matter.
When the sun shone into the room, casting Xu Ran's cross-legged reflection on the couple's faces, he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Xu Ran sitting cross-legged on the bed, he first froze, then felt relieved.
Immediately, the two tiptoed out of the room, washed, had breakfast, and dressed up nicely. Today was the day they would show Xu Ran to the public, so they couldn't be too simple.
At noon, Xu Ran opened his eyes, drank the beast milk Lian Ji prepared for him, got out of bed, and walked step by step to the center of the courtyard.
At this time, Xu Binghu and Lian Ji had just finished lunch.
