Divine Oracle Cave Heaven, Twelfth Layer.
Sky Divine City.
Second floor of the small tavern.
In the tightly closed room.
The four legs of the large wooden bed creaked and shook, seeming unable to bear the weight, ready to collapse at any moment.
On the clean, waxed wooden floor, various men's and women's clothes were scattered messily.
And on the antler coat rack meant for hanging overcoats, there hung only a slender, semi-transparent lace underwear...
Luo Qingxian lay on the bed, fragrant long hair spread across the sheet like a beautiful burst of fireworks.
She supported her upper body with her elbows, tightly clutching the sheets with her hands, eyes filled with a hazy, watery light, looking at Luo Xiu with a resentful gaze, as if sulking, biting her lower lip tightly, refusing to let out the heavenly sound Luo Xiu wanted to hear...
Only occasionally making soft humming sounds from her nose.
...
Time passed bit by bit.
"Ah——!"
Finally.
