"How long have you been holding that in…" Huangfu Qing wiped her hands, a mix of disgust and sighs evident in her demeanor.
Zhao Changhe watched her wipe her hands with longing eyes, his heart aching with the thought that the Beauty Liquid meant for the blind was now gone.
Actually, it wasn't held in for very long… it wasn't about holding it in, the effect of the medicine was just too fierce.
If one were earnest about cultivation, one shouldn't be doing these destructive things at such a time; one should be meditating to digest the gains properly.
Of course, he dared not say this aloud, for fear of being beaten to death by his miss.
As a result, Huangfu Qing herself lazily moved to one side, "I'm going to enter meditation and solidify my gains. Don't always have such filthy thoughts. Concentrate on cultivating properly and see if you can use this opportunity to break through to the Secret Realm."
