Alright, the Ancestor is in great need.
Zuzi nestled in Bao Gucheng's embrace, calmly receiving his wave-like passionate kisses. She felt like this thousand-year-old Clam Spirit had never been so comfortably lying down like tonight.
Suddenly, she wished the sea fire outside would burn a little longer.
Nourished by the Spiritual Energy, Zuzi's cheeks turned pink, and in the corner of the shell, a big pearl was just about to roll out to pay homage to the Ancestor, but upon seeing this fiery scene...
Oh dear.
Shy!
The Big Pearl quickly and quietly rolled back and hid away.
Who knows how much time had passed.
Bao Gucheng suddenly propped himself up, his long legs feeling a bit awkward not knowing where to place them. When he raised his head, his back bumped into the top of the shell, his face slightly embarrassed: "How about... we go back to the ship and continue?"
Zuzi lightly cleared her throat: "Uh-huh."
