Constantly knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures.
But now, the transformation of Nun Jingyue is very obvious. Her jade-like skin is rosy as blood, and her eyes are even more vibrant.
As the saying goes, once filled to the brim, it overflows.
Zhou Chen watched Nun Jingyue, who was sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures. Her plain monk robe of thin gauze had been damaged by Zhou Chen, and he didn't know where he had thrown it.
At this moment, not a thread on.
Zhou Chen pulled her over, gently helping Nun Jingyue wash and clean her body.
Finished.
Zhou Chen held Nun Jingyue's plump and delicate body in his arms, pampering her with a kiss on her rosy lips, "Abbess, don't let me down this time!"
It has been five days since moving into the Celestial Pride Tower, and Zhou Chen has made a profit of 250 million Wind and Moon Points, averaging 50 million per day.
However, that's not the most important thing.
