Qingyi fell silent at those words.
The usual playfulness that filled Feiyan's voice was gone, replaced by a sensual purr that carried seriousness.
His gaze drifted down, leaving her beautiful face to focus on her chest.
His left hand fell to her slim, delicate waist, while his right remained just above her heart.
Even under the ample flesh of those large, perfect tits, he could hear her heartbeat.
Feiyan grabbed the hand over her heart, making Qingyi squeeze her breast tightly.
"Promise you'll take this time for us?" she asked, almost begging, watching the expression on her husband's face change.
He was slow to respond, long seconds of thought passing before his lips finally parted.
"Yes, my love. For in this endless world of cultivation, you are eternally mine, just as I am eternally yours..."
"Good... Don't lie to me." A rosy smile took hold of Feiyan's lips. She pressed herself against Qingyi, feeling his tongue invade her mouth.
