A few days passed.
Chen Mo felt it was about time and planned to go to the Daoist Alliance in a few days.
Just as he returned to Yong'an Peak, Nangong Yue, who had been waiting, appeared at the cabin door.
As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Nangong Yue and Chen Mo hadn't been apart for just a short while; they were always in front of each other, which made it even harder.
Because these days, Chen Mo had been entangled with those women brought back from the Land of Punishment, it had been some time since he had been with her.
Nangong Yue was a normal woman; having tasted the pleasure, she couldn't sit still. She tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, and at dawn, she started dressing up, applying red lipstick and drawing dark eyebrows. She knew Chen Mo would have to return to the Daoist Alliance soon, and they wouldn't be able to see each other for a while.
