It was night.
Xiu Niang gently pushed away Lu Chuan's burning chest and said coquettishly, "You're exhausting me! Can't someone just rest for a moment?"
"You weren't saying that earlier. What's this? Tired already?"
Perhaps it was because his cultivation was about to break through, but Lu Chuan had clearly felt his needs in this area growing stronger recently.
Previously, Xiu Niang could barely keep up with Lu Chuan during their "battle" across several rounds without losing ground, but now, she could only repeatedly plead for mercy, utterly unable to match Lu Chuan in a single move.
"Who told you to behave like a beast day after day? I'm tired, I need to rest!"
With that, Xiu Niang shoved Lu Chuan away, draped herself in her clothes, got up, and walked to the bathroom, planning to wash her body thoroughly.
It was then that a small head peeked in through the crack in the door, her bright eyes wandering inquisitively around the room.
