Both nodded and eyed the mist rising from the hot spring, thick with the scent of medicine.
The people of the Spirit Clan grew up bathing in this mountain's hot springs, so their bodies and skin were exceptionally fine.
Lin Zishuang and the old lady had left, leaving only the two of them.
Zhuo Junyue stripped off his clothes in one swift motion, while Ningyan felt somewhat uneasy.
Even though she was fully aware the area was screened off and no one could see them.
But still, it was broad daylight, and this practically counted as being outdoors.
Zhuo Junyue tested the water temperature, finding it to be warmer than the outside one, but still tolerable.
Zhuo Junyue lay down and soon acclimated to the water temperature.
He looked up and noticed that Su Ningyan was still standing in the same spot.
"Wife, don't be shy. I've seen every inch of you countless times. Hurry up and take your clothes off to soak," he said.
