[Tsk!] Little Mirror spoke with a mocking tone, thinking that Rong Xing had never seen the world.

She was already blushing. What should she do when she had to take off Fang Ruotang's clothes?

Upon realizing this, the little mirror turned pale with fright.

[My goodness, Your Excellency is wearing a ceremonial robe. Could you please see if you can take it off?]

Rong Xing was startled, and his heart jumped.

The little mirror rambles on.

[If the wound can't be removed, the adult will have to heal it themselves. But looking at this injury, he might not wake up for at least a month. My God, my God!]

The little mirror was frantically pacing around in Fang Ruotang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Rong Xing's eyes flickered with anxious worry, but his face remained calm and composed.

But if his hand reaching out to Fang Ruotang didn't tremble, it would be more convincing.

"no!"

Rong Xing's expression changed; he couldn't take off his outer garment at all.

The little mirror also looked like the sky had fallen.

What are we going to do? Are we just going to watch the adult lie in bed for a month?

Fang Ruotang had no injuries, and the fruits she was usually fed were no longer effective. Ordinary soul-nourishing materials were of no use to her either.

After all, if it were useful, Gu Yanjin and the other six wouldn't have had to go through countless reincarnations; they would have already collected all the world's treasures and taken good care of Fang Ruotang.

Rong Xing gently stroked Fang Ruotang's cheek with tenderness using his long, slender fingers.

His mind was in turmoil.

I don't know what to do.

【Or, why don't you just pull down her underwear and see?】

"Um?"

Rong Xing's fingers trembled slightly, and he froze like a puppet.

How could Little Mirror say such lewd things?

After he finished speaking, he didn't even realize that it was inappropriate, and kept urging him on.

[What are you humming about? Are you even capable? If not, get someone else. You're useless.]

Rong Xing tensed his jaw; he had never imagined he would be so rude.

Even under Xiao Jingzi's urging, they disregarded any bottom lines and broke them directly.

[What are you standing there for? Take it off! How about it? Can you untie the rope around her waist?]

Rong Xing's fingers trembled, and his eyes flickered.

"……able!"

Okay, that's good. You don't need to take off your outer robes, you can just start from below...

"Alright, stop talking!" Rong Xing finally couldn't take it anymore.

Xiao Jingzi pouted, thinking Rong Xing was pretending to be innocent.

He keeps an eye on the six former masters whenever he has free time. Before, he wanted to get in touch with them as soon as possible, but now he's monitoring them on Fang Ruotang's behalf.

After all, he was now on Fang Ruotang's side, and he couldn't let these six people have the opportunity to make mistakes and do things that would betray Fang Ruotang.

So far, all six players have performed very well.

In his opinion, that's good.

Even without reincarnation, despite the memories of hundreds of thousands of years ago, his love for Fang Ruotang remained unwavering.

With such close surveillance, Xiao Jingzi was inevitably locked in a dark room frequently.

Some things are simply unseen.

But once he was thrown into the dark room, wouldn't it be obvious what the six masters were secretly doing there? After all, he had seen plenty of pork with Fang Ruotang.

"Fine! If you don't want to talk, then don't. I won't see what happens next. You'd better behave yourself." After saying that, the little mirror went underwater.

After the surroundings became completely quiet, Rong Xing no longer suppressed his emotions. His face, which had been flushed, turned bright red. He stared at Fang Ruotang for a moment and then slowly bent down.

Just as he was about to kiss Ruotang's soft lips, he paused for a moment, then whispered, "I hope that when you wake up, you won't blame me for waking you up this way."

A soft sigh escaped between their lips.

At the same time, the other five sensed something and turned around, looking towards the direction of the cave.

For the first time, they didn't feel jealous or resentful because of this shared feeling. Instead, they all hoped that Rongxing would perform better, just as Xiao Jingzi said, it would be good if he could be of great use.

...

After several rounds of lovemaking, Fang Ruotang suddenly let out a soft moan. Rong Xing, who was on her body, stopped moving and looked with surprise at the person whose eyelids trembled and slowly opened her eyes.

"You're awake. How are you?"

Fang Ruotang blinked. Having just woken up, she couldn't tell which way was which. It took her a while to notice the strange thing beneath her and Rong Xing lying on top of her.

Fang Ruotang paused for a moment, then immediately called for the small mirror.

[Little mirror, what's going on?]

At times like this, the small mirror cannot appear. Fang Ruotang could not get an answer from the small mirror. Instead, Rong Xing, with an embarrassed look in his eyes, stared nervously at Fang Ruotang's expression.

"you……"

Fang Ruotang opened her mouth, but the tone that came out of her mouth was not quite right.

Rong Xing raised his eyelids to look at her. He saw that although her eyes were somewhat embarrassed and evasive, she did not show any disgust towards him. He was delighted and no longer restrained himself from being intimate with her.

Hearing Fang Ruotang's soft, trembling hum was like receiving an invitation.

The huge weight in Rong Xing's heart finally lifted, and he explained softly, "Little Mirror said that you injured your soul, and dual cultivation is beneficial to your injury. That's why you look like this now."

"oh……"

Fang Ruotang shifted her small body uncomfortably.

But the moment she moved, Rong Xing stared intently at her.

The two stared at each other, neither saying a word for a moment.

Rong Xing stared at Fang Ruotang's red lips, his Adam's apple bobbing, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Can I continue?"

"Huh? Oh, you, you can continue!" Fang Ruotang awkwardly curled up her legs.

She felt that sometimes, these men didn't need to respect her so much.

Asking her this at this time is really embarrassing for her!

This is no longer a matter of an arrow already on the bowstring, but rather, can an arrow that has been shot be taken back?

Rong Xing stared intently at Fang Ruotang, his focused expression causing Fang Ruotang's gaze to dart around, her large eyes glancing left and right, until he raised his hand, fixed her face in place, and gently kissed her.

When their lips touched.

Fang Ruotang's thoughts wandered for a moment as she pondered silently.

It turns out that no matter how aloof a person may seem, their lips are actually warm and hot.

It's just like a freshly baked pastry, soft, chewy, and not greasy.

After Fang Ruotang woke up, Rong Xing felt relieved and a sense of satisfaction and admiration rose in his heart.

This feeling is completely different from what I felt just now.

The psychological satisfaction did not lead Rong Xing to become more unrestrained in his behavior. The image of Fang Ruotang with her eyes closed and motionless kept lingering in his mind.

Fang Ruotang grumbled a few times in dissatisfaction and said hesitantly, "You... can be a little less gentle!"

The girl's coquettish voice shattered Rong Xing's heart.

He breathed heavily, trying to suppress his breathing: "I'm afraid of hurting you."

"No, you... um!" Fang Ruotang hooked her legs around Rong Xing and kissed him very proactively, wanting to get more pleasure.

Rong Xing was so suppressed that his voice became hoarse. He said, "Take off your robes, okay?"