Half an hour, almost an hour.

Zhao Wujiang and Xuanyuan Jing both trembled, and the pleasure and numbness flowed through their bodies.

The two hugged each other quietly, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

Not long after, Xuanyuan Jing played with his black hair and said resentfully:

"In the past, when I saw you and those concubines, it would be two hours to one hour, and even almost four hours on several occasions.

Why is it that this time it only took an hour, and it was so slow, and then it was gone?"

It's over, she cooled down so quickly. This is teasing me again, trying to get me to do it again. What should I do? Family members, please wait online. Urgent!

Zhao Wujiang gently hugged Xuanyuan Jing's boneless waist:

"I think maybe we have been apart for too long.

On the day we parted, you missed me very much.

The love comes from the heart, so it becomes more and more popular.

My wife is so powerful, how can I stand up to my husband?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Jing bit her red lips and glanced at Zhao Wujiang with crooked eyes, feeling shy, angry and flirtatious, all kinds of charming.

Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows and smiled again:

"How about you do it yourself."

Xuanyuan Jing's silver teeth rubbed her red lips, put her arms around Zhao Wujiang's neck, and shook her head coquettishly:

"No, you move.

Just tell me and I can cooperate."

"Yo." Zhao Wujiang rubbed Xuanyuan Jing's round buttocks:

"It seems that not only have you seen all those previous moves, but you have also learned them."

"Huh." Xuanyuan Jing hummed softly, as if he didn't want to talk.

"Since we are in Daolian's secret realm." Zhao Wujiang's eyes revealed his thoughts:

"Sitting in a lotus position?"

"No..." Xuanyuan Jing shook her head coquettishly again. She was sure that Zhao Wujiang couldn't bear her coquettishness, and said resentfully:

"I'm afraid of being tired."

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and picked up Xuanyuan Jing:

"Lady, you don't need to move, Wujiang is fully automatic."

Not long after, the sound of banging was heard again in the palace.

There are thirty-three lotus petals in Daolian Secret Realm, but there is only one lotus heart, and only one hundred and eight lotus seeds are born at a time.

Xuanyuan Jing experienced thirty-three complicated moves, and the lotus heart was filled with the energy of 10.8 billion souls.

Her pretty face and body are pink, and she is content.

She saw Zhao Wujiang's dual ability to flirt with women, and she felt resentful and satisfied at the same time.

When she saw Linlang, although she was grateful and accepted Linlang's existence in her heart, she would be lying if she said she wasn't jealous.

She wanted to feed Zhao Wujiang so that he would no longer have any extra energy to provoke other women.

Not long after she collapsed in Zhao Wujiang's arms, there was a gentle knock on the door of the inner hall.

"Brother Wu Ai, are you asleep? Linlang has something important to discuss with you."

Zhao Wujiang turned his eyes, what happened at night? Could it be that something strange appeared in the dark night?

Xuanyuan Jing pursed his lips and snorted softly, fearing what he was going to do.

She had no ill intentions toward Linlang, but she couldn't help but feel jealous.

Today she was pretending to be aloof or even indifferent, but Linlang's words of "sister" broke her disguise.

It's almost late at night, why did Linlang come to Zhao Wujiang?

But we have something important to discuss. It should be about setting off to the ninth level of Lotus Heaven, right? Or maybe it's about the demon pill?

Xuanyuan Jing learned from Zhao Wujiang's confession that Linlang had poured out the demon pill, which had made her weak. She sighed in her heart that Linlang was so affectionate.

Now that she thought about it again, she was worried that Linlang would encounter some difficult things because of the demon pill and needed Zhao Wujiang's help, so there was no need to delay.

So she pursed her red lips:

"Go, sister Linlang is waiting."

Zhao Wujiang was getting dressed, and she urged:

"hurry up."

Zhao Wujiang gently unveiled a talisman and opened the door to the inner hall. Outside, Linlang was holding a night lamp. The light was dim, and Linlang was extremely beautiful and gentle.

Linlang nodded to Xuanyuan Jing in the room, and Xuanyuan Jing returned the gesture.

"What happened?" Zhao Wujiang asked with concern.

Linlang rolled up her hair:

"There's something wrong with the demon pill."

Zhao Wujiang frowned, there was something wrong with the demon pill, it was not a trivial matter.
Chapter completed!