"Xiaoshuang, it's been many years. We have both reached the Mahayana phase, yet your words are still so vulgar. What about your temperament and cultivation?"
Han Miaojun lamented over their once sisterly bond, recalling the time when she had helped Yan Xiaoshuang scrub her back before voicing her surprise, "How peculiar, what happened to your Jade Transformation Body? Why only your primordial spirit remains?"
Great tea!
The aroma of the tea was robust, its taste juicy and smooth. One sip and its pleasant taste freshened the mouth. Indeed, it was a great cup of tea.
A gleam sparkled in Lu Bei's eyes, and he exclaimed silently, 'Exciting!'
This was only the evil side of Han Miaojun. If her main body also...
Lu Bei dismissed the thought, conceiving that Yan Xiaoshuang wouldn't bear it - he himself wouldn't either.
