Riley went out and ate as usual, his appetite as strong as the day before. But he wasn't prepared for what happened next.
"Hmm? It looks like you've got quite the feast here, Elder Riley. Why didn't you invite me earlier?" A familiar, sweet voice rang out.
Riley turned around to see Daoist Midnight Lotus, dressed in her signature black dress. His gaze immediately fell on her ample bosom—so bouncy and well-endowed, it was hard to ignore.
The memory of how it had felt to touch her still lingered, and he couldn't help but gulp with desire.
The disciples, noticing the change in his expression, began to whisper among themselves.
"That's Daoist Midnight Lotus!"
"She seems super close with Elder Riley."
"Are they… more than just friends?"
Each one had their own ideas, but Riley was too distracted to pay any attention.
