"...There might be pursuers behind us. I'll take you to a safe place to hide first, and we'll meet him tomorrow."
Shen Tang found the suggestion reasonable and agreed without further doubt.
She lay on the eagle's back, with a faint, gentle green light appearing in her palm, silently helping him heal.
Lu Xiao felt the gentle power from her palm, and a slight tremor arose in his heart.
Meanwhile, he remembered that the female had only been wearing a thin silk nightgown when she came out.
Probably, it had long been torn beyond recognition.
Her legs straddled his body, clinging tightly against him, separated only by the fabric as thin as a cicada's wing, allowing him to sense her softness and warmth...
With this thought filling both his body and mind, Lu Xiao couldn't help but feel his mouth dry up, his gaze growing darker, and that peculiar impulse rising once more.
