The next day, as the sun rose, Wang Wu stood up from bed, feeling thoroughly refreshed. In a moment, it felt like even his soul had lightened considerably.
Since he started cultivating the power of the Dao, this was the first time he had got out of bed after sunrise.
"Little Wu, don't tire yourself out so much with cultivation in the future. Although cultivation is important, you shouldn't exhaust yourself."
As Wang Wu turned his head toward the bed, he saw Aunt Chen, who had just put on her underwear, her face still flushed with a bashful embarrassment. Seeing the relaxation appearing in his brows, she couldn't help expressing her concern.
"Sure thing, Yuanyuan, you don't need to get up so early. Someone else will make breakfast, just rest well in the morning."
Wang Wu, looking at Aunt Chen's delicate skin, nodded uncontrollably, and while speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up as he approached Aunt Chen, cuddling up to her until he pinned her down on the bed.
