Facing Sun Zhe's fiery frenzy, Bai Ran chose to respond with gentle affection, yielding to his dominance and finding joy in it, appearing utterly composed. However, after a bout of intimacy, when she was pressed against a tree by Sun Zhe and that crimson, mushroom-shaped thing forcefully invaded her inner palace, she went mad. She shook her head wildly and moaned passionately, losing all her previous composure and becoming like a completely different person.
Since Yao Rao and Han Xinyue had packed up and left early in the morning, the vast encampment was left with just Sun Zhe and Bai Ran, allowing them to be uninhibited and reckless.
A vigorous and unrestrained battle ensued, lasting nearly two hours before coming to an end.
After Sun Zhe withdrew his weapon, Bai Ran sat limply at the base of the tree. In the mysterious valley, the dense black fleece was soaked through, coagulating into clumps as a sweet nectar mixed with a white paste flowed incessantly.
