The jade rabbit sets in the west.
The golden crow rises in the east.
At dawn, the first ray of sunlight pierces through the wooden window, Zhou Chen slowly opens his eyes, feeling light and invigorated.
Not just physically, but also with a sense of inner satisfaction and delight.
Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen still sleep soundly, their beautiful eyes tightly shut, their charming and beautiful blushing cheeks marked with a few tear stains, their delicate brows slightly furrowed, as if in pain, as if in happiness.
Their full, enticing red lips, slightly pouted, are filled with infinite happiness and contentment.
Zhou Chen does not disturb them and quietly gets out of bed.
He comes to the Immortal Desire Pavilion to cultivate in the Dao with Matchmaker and other fairies.
Red Dust Celestial Ship.
Wind Moon Realm.
Xiaoqing slowly awakens, touches her slightly swollen belly, previous scenes flash through her mind, and her cheeks become flushed with red haze, burning hotly.
