Will he continue to treat himself like this for the next month?
She has absolutely no skill right now.
Yue Qingling has such a bad temper now, he definitely needs to deal with it.
But just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly saw a small black bead in the crack of the bed.
This bead is emanating the aura of Chan Nu's primordial spirit.
Leng Feiran looked lost and dejected.
I searched and searched, and there it was, right on the bed.
I was so focused on smelling it that I was busy.
I didn't think about why I could still sense the other person.
She made one wrong step, and then another.
"Help……"
Leng Feiran's last faint sound was these two words.
Leng Feiran finally begged for mercy.
"Husband, husband, I know I was wrong. I will stay at home and take care of the family from now on, okay?"
Please spare me...
"Too late!"
Yue Qingling was burning with both anger and lust.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The wind outside has gotten cool.
He was distracted and glanced at the wooden door that wasn't closed properly. Then he threw out a wisp of spiritual energy to seal the door shut.
It's quite chilly in this breeze.
It looks like autumn is just around the corner.
...
"Waaaaah..."
afterwards.
Leng Feiran pulled the clean blanket over herself, wrapped it around her delicate body, and hid in a corner, sobbing softly.
A great battle unrelated to cultivation level stripped her of her imperial majesty.
Once you strip away her outer shell, she's just a pitiful woman at the mercy of others.
In terms of willpower and endurance, she is not even half as good as Yue Qingling.
If the roles were reversed, even Leng Feiran herself would have to say that this is nothing.
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