The Foundation Establishment's spiritual pressure collided fearlessly in the room. Yin Honglian's eyes lit up, but her expression did not change at all. She sat on the edge of the bed. The fiery red dress covered the exquisite curves. In the depths of the curved arc, it was as if there was a unique charm attracting it.
Shen Ping looked down. He could not smell any fragrance. However, he was clearly aware that only by opening the sealed wine could he taste the other taste. He had never comprehended Foundation Establishment Cultivators before. For some reason, he was actually a little nervous at this moment.
Perhaps it was because of the unknown mystery. Or perhaps it was a different Great Dao that he was about to figure out. The atmosphere was slightly quiet.
However, as Shen Ping took a step forward, and the hot breath was about to hit his face, Yin Honglian said, "I haven't lost my virginity. I have no experience."
