Chen Mo covered his eyes.
Shen Zhixia rose from his embrace, walked behind the screen, and after a rustling sound, returned to him.
Immediately, a pair of delicate hands roamed over his body.
Chen Mo’s body shivered slightly.
Upon opening his eyes, he was instantly stunned.
He saw Shen Zhixia kneeling in front of him, wearing a white lace underwear on her upper body, the thin fabric barely dragging down the heavy chest, her legs wrapped in white garter stockings, the ties wound around her waist, linking with the triangular fabric.
And at this moment she was holding her plumpness—
Chen Mo’s throat was somewhat dry.
"I haven’t told you to open your eyes yet, no peeking..."
Shen Zhixia’s eyes were dreamy, shyly said, "Husband, do you like your concubine’s gift?"
Before Chen Mo could answer, she slowly lowered her head and gently opened her lips—
From whom did this girl learn such a thing!
Northern Border, Desolate Domain.
Red land stretching for thousands of miles, not a blade of grass growing.
Endless mountain ranges as far as the eye can see, dark red rock layers look like frozen waves of blood, the ridge line resembling some beast’s spine, jagged bone spikes piercing the rock crust and slanting towards the sky.
A cold wind with a hint of sulfur swept through the gaps between the bone spikes, producing a piercing whistle.
Among the mountains, a towering peak stands majestically, the interior hollowed out, the rock walls carved with incomprehensible patterns, exuding a wild and savage aura.
Through a narrow, dark passage, the view suddenly opened up.
Octagonal wall lamps hung on the walls, blue stones laid into flat tiles, around which were displayed ancient racks and bookshelves, filled with various artifacts and books, and in the center a yellow pearwood desk, with writing tools and tea sets on it.
It looked like a study of a wealthy family, in stark contrast to the desolate outside scene.
Behind the silk screen, a tall figure leaned diagonally on a chair, holding a thread-bound ancient book, with the words "Qing Pavilion Dream" on the cover, engrossed in reading.
A woman in a green gauze dress entered, knelt on one knee, and said, "Report to the lord, the Silence-Eating Worm has been released, but there has been no reply from Lady You."
The tall figure remained indifferent, continuing to read the book.
The woman in the green dress hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Lady You has been in Central State for months, and there has been no movement, subordinates are worried..."
In recent months, the Demon Clan has suffered repeated setbacks.
The failure to refine the Dragon Qi, the Geng Team and Ji Group were completely wiped out, and now there is no news from Lady You...
The Demon Clan is inevitably somewhat turbulent, with various rumors rampant.
"Lady You’s soul lamp hasn’t extinguished, indicating her life is safe. Tiandu City is, after all, the Human Race’s capital, some caution is normal without reply."
A low voice came from behind the screen, indistinguishable between male and female, carrying a peculiar rhythm.
The voice paused and said, "Forget it, still send Jue Ning to take a trip, see if they can contact Lady You, also investigate Chen Mo’s background."
"If he truly possesses Dragon Qi, bring him back at all costs!"
The woman in the green dress responded and retreated.
The tall figure shook its head, murmuring:
"That fool You Ji, can’t even handle such a small matter."
"If it weren’t for her being a half-demon and adept at soul techniques, able to ignore the Demon Cleansing Array, this exalted one wouldn’t have sent her to Tiandu City for a mission."
"When she returns, better to keep her by my side, serving tea obediently as a vase... Hmm, finish this narrative soon, need to send someone to Central State to get more..."