In the end, He Zhuying was finally late as hoped, this bountiful fruit. Indeed, women need to be subdued in their sleep, or so Liu Chen has realized from experience.
After spending the night, He Zhuying finally calmed down, no longer caustic, but playful like a gentle kitten, drawing little circles on Liu Chen's chest with her finger.
When Liu Chen returned to school, he learned that the school was organizing a trip.
"Liu Chen, we can go out and play!"
Tao Feifei ran over and grabbed Liu Chen's arm, speaking excitedly.
"Where to?"
"Kunlun Mountains."
"What!" Liu Chen was dumbfounded. Kunlun Mountains? That's where he fought before, and he's still the abbot of Kunlun Mountain Baiyun Temple.
"What's wrong, Liu Chen? You look unwilling." Tao Feifei looked at Liu Chen with a surprised expression.
"Nothing, it's fine to go." Liu Chen nodded, though he felt a bit abrupt about it.
The Kunlun Mountains are steep and perilous; it's wise to be cautious.
