In the dressing room.
Ye Tian sat in a chair, his face a picture of enjoyment.
Forty minutes later, Ye Tian's heartbeat grew more and more intense.
And then, his body felt wonderfully refreshed, and his face was brimming with a satisfied smile.
Shen Yiqiu stood up and sat on Ye Tian's lap, her jade hand gently patting his chest, "Little enemy, are you content now?"
Soon, ripples danced in Shen Yiqiu's beautiful eyes.
She could feel something unusual about Ye Tian.
"Little enemy, we've just finished, how come you're feeling it again?"
Shen Yiqiu's cheeks were a touch of red as she leaned her head on Ye Tian's shoulder, "If you keep this up, how will I ever cope in the future!"
Ye Tian laughed awkwardly.
Perhaps it was because he had practiced martial arts since childhood and had developed True Qi.
His physical constitution was far beyond that of a normal man.
