As he spoke these words, his voice was already very hoarse.
Their closely pressed bodies transmitted his burning temperature clearly.
Lin Xinlan curled her lips and smiled, "It seems like you’re not lightly ill..."
"Of course," Rong Shaoze grabbed her hand, guiding it directly to touch his manhood.
"See, I’ve already reached the ’critical condition’. Xinlan, you must cure , you can’t just watch die without helping..."
Feeling the hardness there, along with the scorching heat, Lin Xinlan’s face instantly turned red.
She wanted to withdraw her hand out of embarrassnt, but Rong Shaoze held her hand tightly, stopping her from moving.
"You’re... being a rascal!" Lin Xinlan glared at him in embarrassnt and anger.
The man chuckled, leaned down to bite her ear, and said in a low, pleased tone, "You’re right, I’m being a rascal to you... and I intend to be a rascal to you for a lifeti."
"Xinlan, you can’t escape, you’ll never escape..."
He murmured affectionately, slowly kissing her lips.
Lin Xinlan closed her eyes, responding to him dreamily.
Today’s Rong Shaoze seed different, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly how.
It always felt like sothing good happened to him, because every glance and every action inadvertently revealed the joy in his heart...
A night of passion.
The next day, Lin Xinlan slept in late before waking up.
Rong Shaoze had already gotten up to practice his skills, and thinking of last night’s indulgence, Lin Xinlan’s face flushed with a rosy hue.
Recently their indulgence seed quite intense, she’s not sure if Rong Shaoze could handle it.
But seeing him full of energy every day during practice, it showed that his physical strength was indeed very good.
After lying in bed for a while, Lin Xinlan got up to wash and get dressed.
Downstairs was a bit quiet, and she asked a servant in confusion, "Excuse , where is your lady?"
The servant respectfully replied, "Miss went to a eting. Today is our Xuanyuan Island’s annual eting. Miss left in the morning and is expected to return in the evening."
Lin Xinlan nodded in understanding.
"Miss Lin, your breakfast is ready. Would you like to have it now?" the servant asked again.
"Yes, thank you." Lin Xinlan walked over to the dining table, sat down, and began enjoying her breakfast.
After eating a little and drinking a cup of milk, as usual, she sat on the sofa to read a novel.
Since marrying Rong Shaoze, her biggest pasti has been reading novels.
Because she reads so much, she learned a lot of things.
And she also knew how to write a good novel.
So she thought, once things settled down, she might as well start writing a novel herself.
Just as she was thinking this, Lin Xinlan felt a bit sleepy, yawned, gently closed her eyes, and fell into sleep.
Inside the eting room.
Wushuang sat at the head seat, listening to the various opinions expressed by the elders and important mbers of the Xuanyuan Sect.
The annual eting is actually a summary eting, as well as a eting to reflect problems.
After so people finished speaking, Wushuang routinely asked Ouyang Qing, "Grand Elder, do you have anything to say?"
Ouyang Qing sat on her right, also highlighting his importance as the Family Head’s right-hand man.
He pondered for a mont, then suddenly asked Wushuang in front of everyone, "Miss, it has been two months since your marriage with the young master. May I ask why you have not conceived yet?"
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