Wen Xiaoyi and Wen Leyang were already coupled up for some time. However, facing him naked, her face was still blushing. She was preparing to run back into the toilet for a towel when Wen Leyang roared with laughter. He jumped over, pulled her soft body that was still covered in crystal clear water droplets into his arms, he jumped high up into the air. Holding on to Wen Xiaoyi, he somersaulted with agility within the not so spacious room. As he somersaulted in mid-air, she wondered if any other woman would be interested to marry a master cultivator to be able to be held by their husbands like that.
As the somersault was only halfway through, Wen Xiaoyi slid out of Wen Leyang’s arms.
