Earlier, Xie Wei had held back a little because it was Lin Qingying's first time. This time, however, Xie Wei was not going to be so lenient. The other party had gone too far and was openly tempting him. He wouldn't know he was wrong until he taught her a lesson.

In the beautiful morning light, Lin Qingying frowned slightly and opened her eyes, taking in Xie Wei's sleeping face.

She placed her hand on his face, feeling his cheeks rise and fall with his breath. He seemed to sense her movement, feeling a little ticklish, and even reached out to scratch his face, which was rather cute.

Lin Qingying couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought that she had probably overdone it last night and exerted herself too much.

She slowly got up, sat on the edge of the bed, took off the safety lock, and gradually peeled off the black trim with red edges that covered her long, beautiful legs.

Unfold it flat and take a look.

It seems that the movement last night was a bit forceful, which caused some stains on it. This kind of polyester material is a bit troublesome to clean.

Lin Qingying slowly rolled them up and placed them in the lining of the ice silk pajamas.

Picking up the pants that had fallen to the ground, Lin Qingying looked at the safety lock in her hand, and then at the red lace halter top lying on the ground in pieces. A blush crept onto her face. Thinking of Xie Wei's impatient look last night, she realized that the halter top had fulfilled its purpose.

After a quick tidy-up, I took out a set of clothes that I could wear in public from another suitcase and headed to the bathroom.

After Lin Qingying finished bathing, Xie Weicai had just woken up. He stretched his naked body, and due to the complementary effects of their cultivation techniques, his disordered spiritual energy had been greatly restored.

Xie Wei is now able to use his spiritual power more steadily, and he has never felt so refreshed since leaving the ruins.

Lin Qingying entered the room and was greeted by such a vibrant and energetic scene, and her gaze couldn't help but shift downwards.

There's no way around it; it's too eye-catching to go unnoticed.

Xie Wei quickly picked up the blanket and looked at the spot where Lin Qingying's gaze had swept over, looking at her cautiously, as if he were a victim.

Seeing his actions, Lin Qingying couldn't help but roll her eyes. Was this man addicted to playing innocent?

While Xie Wei was taking a shower, Lin Qingying tidied up the bed sheets that were too dirty to be seen, pushed the two beds together, and looked with satisfaction at the sheets on her own large bed.

After having breakfast with Xie Wei and exchanging good morning kisses, I went to Lin's place.

The Lin family is about to cooperate with the Huo and Tang families, which is why she's so busy; otherwise, she wouldn't have had to stay here for these past few days.

However, it cannot be guaranteed that Xie Wei or Lin Qingying themselves had no ulterior motives.

Xie Wei wanted to wait until she finished her work before returning to the capital together. Xu Daiwei and the others were in the capital, and there were no urgent matters that he needed to handle for the time being.

Xie Wei found an opportunity to introduce Xie Lan to Lin Qingying, and like the others, introduced her as the spirit of the Asura Purgatory Spear.

When Lin Qingying asked some questions, Xie Wei gave vague answers without offering further explanation.

She knew her third brother had his own secrets, and being sensible, she didn't press him further.

During the day, Xie Wei would sometimes go out on dates with Lin Qingying to enjoy the unique scenery and local delicacies, but most of the time he would stay at home with Xie Lan to regulate his disordered spiritual energy and practice Tai Chi.

That evening, Lin Qingying took out the battle outfit she had prepared in advance from her suitcase. Xie Wei was about to play the role of the weaker party, first being forced to submit to the other party, and then starting to fight back forcefully.

Lin Qingying seemed to have accepted his perverse sense of humor, and she regarded the process as a man's pleasure.

In the following days, Xie Wei's spiritual power seemed to stabilize somewhat. He no longer yielded to her coercion and began to take the initiative to "retaliate" against Lin Qingying's previous actions.

The two of them were enjoying themselves, but some people were unhappy.

Take, for example, Su Tang, who was photographed sleeping by Lin Qingying.

Su Tang naturally understood that this was the other party's blatant boasting and retribution for her previous ostentation.

Soon the cooperation between the Lin family and the Wandu Group was finalized, and Lin Qingying sent people from the Lin family to follow up on the matter.

The two of them had been staying here for almost a week after leaving the ruins, while Xie Wei had been away from the capital for nearly half a month, and Su Miaomiao and the others were starting to miss him.

Su Tang even called to warn Lin Qingying that Xie Wei should return to the capital.

The two had booked a time to return to the capital, and it would still be Lin's private plane.

When Xie Wei was about to check out of the room, he discovered that Lin Qingying had bought the entire guesthouse at an irresistible price, with the condition that no one else was allowed to stay in the room where the two of them were staying, and that it be cleaned regularly.

He could only indulge her.

It's time to go back.

...

In a certain place within the Dragon Kingdom, where the land was vast and the scorching sun beat down on it like a golden blanket, a church stood tall amidst this scorching heat.

Inside the church, everyone was dressed in white robes with gold trim, and hoods covered their heads. Unlike the underworld, countless faces were visible under the hoods, each with a different appearance.

Three people stood in front of this group, each wearing a long robe in blue, red, and gray-white respectively, their faces obscured.

The church did not have any statues of gods. Instead, a man who looked somewhat young sat at the front. Upon closer inspection, the man had silver hair and a pair of gray eyes under his silver eyebrows.

Looking down at the kneeling crowd below, his eyes were like an endless abyss, his emotions unreadable. His expression seemed to show that he didn't care about anything, as if he were the emperor of this world.

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