"Are you not going to wake up, Miss Sleepy Yan?" Gu Fan joked as he gently stroked Song Yan's hair.
It has already been an hour since Gu fan stole Song Yan's virginity, and the pride of the Song Clan was still in his arms.
The violent surge of Spiritual Qi had finally settled into a steady, rising current, but her cultivation continued climbing even after the initial breakthrough.
At this moment, she has quietly condensing toward a more stable Peak Spirit Realm foundation.
The sickly, pale colour of her that had clung to her for years was gone.
Now in its place her skin had taken on a healthy, glossy pink sheen. her cold skin felt warm to his touch.
She lay against his chest, lazily tracing small circles over his skin. Gu Fan's hand moved slowly up and down her bare back, unhurried, as if he had nowhere else to be.
They had spent the last one hour enjoying each other's warmth in silence.
And finally Gu Fan moved, as he sat up straight pulling her with him.
