Su Xue'Er was not wrong in her guess.
In the bedroom, Shen Xuan was vigorously practicing with the White Lotus Immortal.
Fifteen thousand Spirit Stones!
No amount of practice would be excessive!
The White Lotus Immortal complied with Shen Xuan's wishes.
Continuously posing in various alluring postures.
This icy and lovely White Lotus Immortal, her body as smooth and delicate as white jade, exuded a lotus-like fragrance, akin to a stunningly beautiful white jade sculpture.
A waning moon hung coldly outside the window.
On the ground, skirts, bellybands, silk socks, and embroidered shoes were scattered...
The soft bed was constantly shaking.
Intermittently, a kind of enchanting voice could be heard.
Shen Xuan fought hard.
Seemingly wanting to vent all his suppressed emotions and grievances.
The same White Lotus Immortal.
A different attitude.
It brought him a completely different sense of pleasure.
