Di Cang gently hugged Bai Yan's body, a peerless smile rippling on her lips.
"I made a trip to the sacred land before, and after knowing you weren't in danger, I cleared out the other spirit realm cultivators on the way, so I came late. Yan 'er, do you blame me?"
The man's breath was on her neck, carrying an ambiguous feeling, making Bai Yan's eyes narrow slightly.
she did not reply to di cang's words, but used a kiss to respond to his xuxu.
The man's hands were tightly locked around her waist. Under her deep kiss, his red lips curved into a beautiful arc.
Under the clear sky, a gentle breeze blew past, lifting the sleeves of their clothes.
The scene of the two of them hugging and kissing was as perfect as a painting. The people who passed by were reluctant to disturb them, for fear of ruining this quiet and beautiful picture-like beauty.
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