Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Lin Mo looked at the baby face so close to his face.

My gaze was inevitably drawn to the striking curve of her collar.

What's that girl plotting now?

"Brother Lin Mo, now that you're better, let's consummate our marriage one more time!"

Xia Man'er cupped her cheeks in her hands, her eyes shining, and two flushes of excitement rose on her fair face.

Lin Mo's head was throbbing.

The bridal chamber?

Last time, this girl's so-called "wedding night" was just her coming over and giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

That's it?

Fine.

Lin Mo simply thought it was just playing house with the little girl.

His entire focus was now on the purple magic crystal deep within his mind, which now had a crack.

And there was that mysterious man with white hair and red eyes who looked exactly like me.

He desperately needed to figure out what power he had used while he was unconscious.

What kind of cause and effect is the sealed white-haired witch Luo Xue involved in?

Let's get rid of this old lady first so I can calm down and study the cheat.

"Alright, alright, let's go to the bridal chamber."

Lin Mo raised his hand and pinched Xia Man'er's chubby cheeks; they felt wonderful.

"But we have an agreement: after our wedding night, you have to let me have some peace and quiet."

"I just had a brush with death, and my energy hasn't fully recovered yet. I need to rest."

Upon hearing this, Xia Man'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

He nodded rapidly.

"Mmm! I promise I'll make you feel comfortable!"

Lin Mo chuckled helplessly.

He cupped her small face in his hands, leaned forward slightly, and prepared to casually stamp his mark on her smooth forehead, just to go through the motions.

result.

call--

A fragrant breeze swept by.

Xia Man'er kicked her legs and bounced off Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's hands were still in the position of cupping her face, suspended in mid-air.

The person is gone.

what's going on?

"I...I'll go take a shower!"

Xia Man'er left those words behind, her bare, delicate feet disappearing into the adjacent bathroom without looking back.

boom!

The door closed.

Before long, the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together could be heard.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of rushing water came through the wooden wall.

Lin Mo put his hands behind his head, staring at the top of the bed curtains, looking completely bewildered.

It's just a kiss, is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?

This girl's thought process is becoming more and more unpredictable.

However, recalling Xia Man'er's confident demeanor just now, Lin Mo shook his head.

Let her do whatever she wants.

He closed his eyes, mobilized the few remaining spiritual energies he had just recovered, and prepared to sink his consciousness back into the void.

The Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression Technique slowly circulated within his body.

Amidst the surging blood and qi, a trace of eerie dark red energy still lurked deep within the dantian.

Domineering, cold, and exuding pure killing intent.

Lin Mo's consciousness continued to sink, and it looked like it was about to touch that familiar darkness.

In the void, a huge purple magic crystal faintly appeared.

The crack on the surface seemed to have widened slightly since he lost consciousness.

A very faint wisp of cold air was seeping out along the crack.

Just as he was about to approach to search for the white-haired man's whereabouts.

Whoosh—!

In the adjacent bathroom, the sound of a basin of warm water being poured over someone's head suddenly rang out, accompanied by a girl's soft humming, completely unsuspecting.

The voice was extremely penetrating, mixed with the melodious tunes unique to southern Xinjiang.

Lin Mo's concentration, which he had just managed to gather, was instantly disrupted by this sound.

Consciousness was forcibly pulled back to reality.

He opened his eyes helplessly.

The soundproofing is barely better than nothing.

The sound of water stopped.

Then came the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

Then, with a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.

A white mist, carrying the fragrance of soapberry and a warm, humid atmosphere, drifted into the bedroom from the doorway.

Lin Mo turned his head away.

Holy crap!

The moment Lin Mo's gaze fell upon the figure at the doorway, he cried out in his heart.

His blood and qi, which had just calmed down, began to surge wildly through his limbs and bones again without his notice.

Xia Man'er changed her clothes.

That's a "bath robe" unique to women in southern Xinjiang, specifically designed to be worn after bathing, and it's made of very little fabric.

Large swaths of snow-white skin crashed into Lin Mo's field of vision without any concealment.

She was only wearing a light blue silk strapless top on her upper body.

The fabric was so thin that it couldn't contain her astonishing size at all.

A large portion of the full silhouette leaps directly out of the constraints of the fabric.

With each rise and fall of her breath, there was a constant risk of her clothes slipping and revealing too much skin.

Several silver tassels hung from her slender waist, which could be grasped in one hand.

Further down, there was a short skirt that barely covered her hips.

Two straight and shapely thighs were displayed without reservation, dazzlingly white.

Water droplets dripped down her dark hair.

Glided over the delicate collarbone, down the breathtaking valley, and soaked the edge of the strapless top.

Xia Man'er was barefoot, stepping on the floor.

The toes are round and cute, with a faint pink hue.

This isn't a kissing session.

This is clearly a death trap!

Lin Mo swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

The contrast is too great!

Dressed like this, amidst the misty air, her innocent naiveté and ultimate allure were perfectly blended together.

It’s just that!

Xia Man'er took a step and walked towards the bed.

She didn't rush at him recklessly as usual; instead, she moved slowly, even with a hint of hesitation.

The silver tassels made a soft, tinkling sound as she swayed her hips.

Ding-dong.

Ding-dong.

Each sound struck Lin Mo's taut nerves precisely, leaving him with a dry mouth and throat.

Xia Man'er walked to the bedside.

He knelt on the bed, leaned forward, and crawled towards Lin Mo little by little.

Lin Mo's vision was completely filled with those two violently shaking white mounds, and he couldn't look away at all.

He smelled the exotic sweetness and moisture emanating from her, a scent that went straight to the top of his head.

Xia Man'er straddled Lin Mo's waist and abdomen once again.

This time, however, she did not put all her weight down.

Instead, she placed her hands on either side of Lin Mo's body, looking down at him.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, the redness spreading all the way to her ears and her long neck.

Those once clear eyes were now veiled with a hazy, watery light as they stared intently at Lin Mo's lips.

Her breathing became erratic, and her chest heaved more and more violently, stretching the fabric of her strapless top to its limit.

"Brother Lin Mo..."

Xia Man'er's voice changed tone, with the last syllable drawn out and a cloying sweetness.

She slowly bent down.

Two incredibly soft mounds pressed directly against Lin Mo's chest.

The amazing elasticity, penetrating the thin inner garment, was transmitted without reservation to every inch of Lin Mo's nerves.

Lin Mo's muscles tensed instantly.

Xia Man'er's lips pressed against hers.

Lin Mo thought this was just another "chicken pecking at rice" situation that would end quickly.

But he was wrong.

Xia Man'er's lips were soft and hot, and she clumsily lingered on his lips.

There are no techniques involved, only emotions.

A few seconds later, a clumsy little tongue tentatively pried open Lin Mo's teeth and slipped inside.

Lin Mo's mind went blank for a moment, and a string of reason snapped.

Who taught this girl?!

He was caught off guard by this fierce offensive.

That awkward yet passionate teasing ignited the long-suppressed lust within him.

The vigorous blood and energy brought about by the Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression Technique were already restless, and now, stimulated by this, they exploded completely within the body.

Being straddled and set ablaze by such a stunning beauty would set even a clay figure ablaze.

She placed one hand on Lin Mo's firm chest muscles and kneaded them haphazardly.

With her other hand, she traced Lin Mo's waistline downwards.

The places where my fingertips glide sent shivers down my spine.

fire.

An uncontrollable rage surged wildly in Lin Mo's lower abdomen.