"Ten years to earn a chance to travel on the same boat, a hundred years to earn a chance to sleep on the same pillow. The world is so huge, yet we managed to meet twice—it must be fate..."
Staring at the still, peerless beauty of the White Jade Beauty carved by the Creator's exceptionally skilled hands, Zhou Chen's hands shot towards the target, round and full.
"The first time we met, I almost got killed by you. Shouldn't the Nun compensate me properly..."
Zhou Chen's palm slid down.
He had admired three men before: one was Xu Xian, the second was Dong Yong, the third was Ning Caichen.
One dared to sleep with a snake, one dared to sleep with a fairy, and the last one didn't even spare ghosts.
Until he watched Hua Qian Gu, Zhou Chen realized Luo Shiyi was the true man's man, daring to sleep with a caterpillar.
What he couldn't respect was Sun Wukong; he immobilized seven fairies but went to steal peaches.
