Tianjun Main Peak, beyond the Void.
Fairy Feng Xi's gaze was fixedly staring at Hou Chen, constantly glancing down toward his groin—as if, aside from there being a bit too tender, Hou Chen really was her ideal Daoist couple.
"It's a pity I don't like them young... I prefer someone with a bit more flavor like Zhou Yan. Moreover, Hou Chen said his Master's was as thick as an arm, which would definitely make me yearn for both life and death—Although I've never experienced the wonder of a man, it must be blissfully indescribable... otherwise, why would those women be so cheap and slutty, craving for men to do them?"
Feng Xi felt the pink valley between her two delicate hills begin to moisten. She was of the White Tiger nature, with not a single hair on her body, so anytime there was moisture there, it would become slightly muddy and overflowing.
Because of this, she felt an urge to scratch it a few times, even fantasizing that the person scratching her valley was Zhou Yan...
