Li Xiaoyao sat on the living room sofa, his mind filled entirely with matters concerning cultivators.
From the bathroom came the sporadic sound of water, and the outline of Zhuo Yi's exquisite figure was faintly visible through the frosted glass door.
"Tonight is my last chance, I must seize it."
Zhuo Yi thought to herself, her eyes growing more determined.
Half an hour later, Zhuo Yi emerged from the bathroom, draped in nothing but a thin, gossamer robe, enticingly beautiful.
Zhuo Yi walked into the living room, where Li Xiaoyao was still lost in his own world, not noticing her approach.
It was only when Zhuo Yi came close, a faint scent of young girl wafting into his nose, that Li Xiaoyao looked up.
Upon looking up, Li Xiaoyao saw Zhuo Yi, showing off her long and straight legs, standing in front of him.
Before Li Xiaoyao could react, Zhuo Yi pinched her robe, yanked it open, and revealed a flawless body before him.
