Liu Yin didn't wake up until noon. By then, she had been changed and felt a little unwell, but it was still within a tolerable range.

The surrounding environment is no longer that of the bamboo house.

Liu Yin looked up and surveyed her surroundings. The jade artifacts displayed throughout the room were all exquisite and precious.

It seems this person has a decent background.

"Who is he?" Liu Yin asked 003, a smile playing on her lips, clearly in a good mood.

"Host, he is the leader of the Demonic Sect, the one who later went mad with evil spirits."

"Oh?" Liu Yin had seen the original course of this world when she first arrived, but after a period of time, she had forgotten most of it.

This time, I finally unearthed Yan Chenghong's life story from a small corner of my memory. "So it was him."

The binding of the childbirth system had little impact on Liu Yin; in fact, it added a lot of fun to her original life.

Liuyin pursues love, but she cannot control time. She enters the mortal world only once every hundred or even a thousand years, and only then can she taste a love that is unconventional.

However, the current situation is just right, as Liuyin hasn't met a man like Yan Chenghong in a long time.

Yan Chenghong is not a handsome man in the traditional sense; in fact, he looks quite fierce. He became the leader of the cult entirely through force. He is also somewhat chauvinistic and doesn't know how to be gentle with women.

Liu Yin experienced this last night; now, there's not a single unscathed spot on her body.

However, Liuyin didn't mind, after all, it was an experience for her too.

003 alerted her as soon as there was any movement last night.

I originally wanted to remind her to be careful, since Liuyin is pregnant now.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yin simply touched her belly and asked, "How does it look?" After all, the child also needs a father.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Liu Yin thought it would be that man. Looking up, she saw a woman dressed in black with a cold expression enter.

Ji You tried her best not to look up at the woman sitting by the bed, after all, even she was speechless with amazement when she first met Liu Yin.

Unlike the women of the martial arts world she had seen before, the women brought back by the leader were more like delicate ladies from noble families.

But she was indeed beautiful, and her delicate and pitiful appearance only made people feel more sorry for her. No wonder the usually cold-hearted cult leader would suddenly bring her back.

Putting aside his thoughts, Ji You spoke, "Madam, the sect leader has ordered a meal to be prepared. I will have it delivered immediately."

Liu Yin nodded, then asked, "Why do you call me Madam?"

"The leader instructed us to address you as Madam," Ji You replied.

Liu Yin chuckled softly, patted her belly, and looked like a delicate and beautiful woman.

Yan Chenghong arrived while they were having their meal.

A tall, imposing man strode in and sat down next to Liu Yin, his eyes fixed on her. "Are you used to these?"

Under his intense gaze, Liu Yin blushed and nodded, "Mmm."

A beautiful woman's shyness is also beautiful. Yan Chenghong looked at the delicate face in front of him and reached out to cover Liuyin's hand.

He quickly gripped her hand the moment she tried to pull it back.

Liu Yin was right; the man was very possessive.

But she wore a shy expression, "Last night, we..."

She didn't continue talking. Liu Yin lowered her head. From the man's perspective, all he could see was a small part of her fair chin and her blushing earlobes.

“My name is Yan Chenghong. I am twenty years old and still unmarried. My family has a small amount of property.”

"I've already had it calculated; we'll get married next month," the man replied quickly, then asked, "What do you think?"

This was just a casual question; even if the woman refused, Yan Chenghong would find a way to keep her.

“My name is Liuyin.” Liuyin looked up at the man in front of her and hesitated before answering, “I was married before.”

"I don't care."

Yan Chenghong naturally knew that she had been married before. The furnishings in the bamboo house belonged to both of them, and even the clothes in the wardrobe clearly showed that the woman had been with a man.

So what? Anyone who dares to challenge him, he wouldn't hesitate to make sure that person dies a horrible death.

"Will you be good to me?"

"Of course." Understanding the woman's meaning, Yan Chenghong finally smiled.

He reached out and pulled Liuyin into his arms, earning a coquettish glare from the woman.

Feeling happy, Yan Chenghong couldn't help but kiss Liuyin.

After all, this is the person I love, and last night I experienced the taste of love for the first time, so it's really hard to control myself.

The man was very strong, and Liu Yin couldn't refuse him, so she let him go.

Her slender, white fingertips eventually touched the man's neck, making his movements even more passionate, and his hand, which had been resting on her waist, unconsciously moved downwards.

Liu Yin, who looked delicate and frail, was now somewhat tempted.

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The woman in his arms was indeed prone to crying; he had already experienced it last night. Too much pressure wouldn't work, and too much depth wouldn't work either.

Before long, tears streamed down his face. But Yan Chenghong didn't seem annoyed at all.

If any other woman dared to act like that in front of him, Yan Chenghong would have her dragged away before she even touched the hem of his clothes.

But when it came to Liu Yin, he showed an unusually tolerant attitude. He must have liked her, even though she might already be someone else's wife.

But it doesn't matter, she belongs to him now and in the future.

As Yan Chenghong recalled some of the furnishings in the bamboo house, his eyes gradually turned dangerous, but his hands moved with utmost gentleness as he softly wiped away the tears from Liuyin's eyes.

Looking at the unconscious woman, he couldn't help but feel affection for her. She would be his wife and the mother of his children.

Yan Chenghong gently kissed Liu Yin's forehead and then carried her to the cubicle to wash up.

However, his fingers were rough from years of martial arts practice, and after washing them, many red marks remained.

This gave Yan Chenghong a profound understanding of the phrase "delicate and tender body".