But in fact, the path of dual cultivation is ultimately a deviation.
At this moment, Jiang Ye didn't speak of this to Zhao Qingli.
"Qingli."
"Let's continue." Jiang Ye enveloped the soft delicate body in his embrace.
"You?" Zhao Qingli exclaimed in surprise, then glared at him in embarrassment and annoyance, "You're going again?"
"What?"
"Are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Ye laughed.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingli fell silent.
Tired as she was, it was indeed quite pleasant...
Wait, what was she thinking?
Zhao Qingli's delicate face quickly flushed with color, and she couldn't help but clench her small fist, pounding it against Jiang Ye's chest, "You jerk..."
"Haha."
Jiang Ye laughed loudly, immediately hugging the beauty in his arms tightly, "Qingli, hold on tight."
...
Half a day later.
After leaving many treasures for the sleeping Zhao Qingli, Jiang Ye floated away.
Returning to the White Dragon Royal Court.
"Feeling refreshed."
