A soft cry of pain was followed quickly by a torrent of soft moans.
Chu Mo grew stronger with each battle.
A pleasant sensation spread throughout his body, but his gaze remained calm.
He held Monica firmly with both hands, preventing her from moving an inch.
At that moment, Monica suddenly remembered a beautiful line of poetry from the Dragon Kingdom.
A lone plume of smoke rises straight from the desert, while the setting sun hangs round over the long river.
It turns out that some adjectives can describe more than just a lone plume of smoke and a setting sun.
It can also be used to describe other things.
The situation was now far beyond her control, and she finally realized that the other party had already noticed something.
She ceased her futile resistance and expressed her feelings in the most melodious and pleasant voice.
This was her first time.
This was also his last time!
She made a silent vow to herself, as if afraid that she would succumb to this.
The battle was intense.
It lasted for nearly an hour before Monica collapsed weakly onto the bed.
His body was drenched in fragrant sweat, his massive, imposing snow-capped peaks heaved violently, his cheeks were flushed, and his azure pupils held a complex expression.
After resting blankly for a while, she finally got up and dressed.
Then, with somewhat awkward steps, he walked out in silence.
Upon reaching the door, she suddenly turned back, hugged Chu Mo, and kissed him fiercely.
Two minutes later, she suddenly pushed him away and turned to leave.
Chu Mo touched the blood at the corner of his mouth.
That bit really hard!
He glanced again at the vibrant red plum blossom on the bed sheet, and said with a complicated expression:
"Are you alright?"
Monica's tall figure paused slightly at the doorway, and she said stiffly:
"None of your business!"
After saying that, he disappeared into the night.
"Still too soft-hearted," Chu Mo sighed softly.
But he just couldn't bring himself to do it to a woman who had given him her virginity.
Looking out the window, I sensed three people rapidly disappearing into the distance.
After thinking about it, he sent Monica's photo and identity information to Zhang Qidao and asked him to help investigate.
Monica acted very well, but she was clearly a little impatient.
Perhaps it was her confidence in her appearance that made men lose their rational thinking.
It could also be due to cultural differences that she felt the rapid progression of the relationship wasn't a problem.
But Chu Mo knew very well.
Although he was handsome, it wasn't enough to make a proud girl like Monica pursue him the moment they met.
Moreover, although Monica's aura was well concealed, Chu Mo still noticed subtle differences.
Especially when the opponent struggled with terrifying power in a panic after all the small pieces of cloth disappeared, it was almost a showdown.
After her resistance proved futile, she tacitly enjoyed that wonderful yet dangerous first night.
However, in contrast to her passivity, Chu Mo controlled all the initiative.
Otherwise, knowing the danger, why would he dare to indulge in such momentary pleasure?
To his surprise, the other party didn't make a move until the very end.
Could it be because he was her first man?
But he quickly dismissed the idea.
She must have realized that they were no match for her, right?
Chu Mo didn't think about it anymore; the only regret was...
Those three people didn't even make a move; they were three experts comparable to the mid-stage Foundation Establishment level.
We lost three capable subordinates for nothing.
What he didn't know was that just as he was feeling frustrated...
The three foreigners stopped next to an SUV in the shadows of the residential area and started arguing quietly.
"Green, the target has clearly appeared, and he's alone. Why don't we make a move?"
A burly man, two meters tall, complained with a displeased expression.
Another Black man was equally puzzled.
"Indeed, the Holy Maiden only hurriedly said to retreat, but did not give a reason. Does she think that the four of us are not enough to defeat the other side?"
The burly man couldn't help but chuckle coldly, and whispered a guess:
"I heard that the Holy Maiden has never had a boyfriend since she was a child. Could she have been bewitched by this pretty boy?"
"Oh my god, that's really possible. I remember she once said that her man had to be more talented than her and also have to be pleasing to her eye."
The Black man's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly added:
"The target is only twenty-three years old, already a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and so handsome. He perfectly fits the criteria."
The blond man, who had intended to reprimand them, immediately swallowed his words.
They had already noticed that the saintess seemed a little off when she came out.
Then she realized that she had stayed at Chu Mo's villa for more than an hour.
With her skills, how could she not find an opportunity to strike?
Besides, there are three of us lying in wait outside. Even if we fail to ambush them, we can just go for it directly.
Why did she order a retreat?
"No, this is a mission personally assigned by the cult leader; it must be completed!"
The blond man named Green immediately decided to act alone.
"This is the right choice. With just the three of us, we don't need any schemes at all."
The burly man nodded repeatedly with an expression of admiration.
"Should we notify the saint?" the black man asked Green.
"No need, we'll talk about it after we get it."
Green seemed to have thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and then decided against it.
Not long after, the three of them returned to the front of Chu Mo's villa.
We just arrived.
Suddenly, a young man rushed out from inside and sped towards the mountaintop.
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