Two hours later, Ming Yanyu was fast asleep in bed. Her avatars had vanished, and her soul had returned to her body.
Although Ming Yanyu's breathing was still irregular, her face looked incredibly calm and satisfied after experiencing multiple orgasms. Her subconscious drifted into dreamland, her mouth mumbling something.
Zhang Fei turned to the other two women, who were already lustful after watching him dual cultivate with Meng Yanyu for two full hours. He walked over to Guo Lan, pulled her dressing shirt, and bent her forward.
"Hmm?" Guo Lan was confused by Zhang Fei's intentions, but his hands cupped her B-cup breasts, and his cock slipped between her thighs. "Fei... This position is really embarrassing."
"Look in the mirror, Lan."
Guo Lan was instantly stunned when she saw her reflection in the mirror; her face was completely red. Her expression was so lewd, and traces of slobber were left on the sides of her mouth.
