Seeing her like this, Su Yu felt a flutter in his heart. When this little girl fought, she was like a descending fairy. Her Cyan Lotus Swordsmanship was accompanied by an astonishing sword intent that left no room for even a hint of blasphemy. Yet, in private, after just a light scolding from him, she turned into such an obedient girl. The contrast was simply too immense.
Looking at her rosy lips and beautiful swan-like neck, he didn't dare to let his imagination run wild. He hurriedly poured the milky-white Earth Stone Milk into her mouth.
Yang Zhen closed her red lips. She gently licked a remaining drop from the corner of her mouth with her delicate tongue and swallowed it along with the rest. As the milky-white Earth Stone Milk entered her body, it instantly transformed into a warm current that began to nourish her.
