Dou Qi Continent, Southern Continent.
Above the vast lake, waves shimmered like silver fish churning through the water.
Mo Yu and Zi Yan stood upon the water. Spiritual light radiated from Mo Yu, enveloping the two of them while concealing all their auras, making them seem like stubborn rocks.
Zi Yan cast a sidelong glance at Mo Yu ahead of her, lightly biting her red lips. She could not help recalling what had happened between her and Mo Yu in the quiet room yesterday.
To make her feelings clear, she, the dignified Dragon Emperor, had practically offered herself to him. Unfortunately, even so, nothing had truly happened between them in the end.
"What a blockhead." Zi Yan wrinkled her pretty nose and snorted in displeasure.
"What did you say?" Hearing this, Mo Yu turned his head, rubbed his nose, and looked toward Zi Yan with a somewhat evasive gaze.
For some reason, whenever he looked at Zi Yan, the image of her naked body, as pure and smooth as white jade, would always appear in his mind.
There was no denying that in terms of figure, Zi Yan was absolutely no less alluring than Lei Fei'er or Cai Lin. She could practically be called a perfect beauty.
On top of that, Zi Yan was the Dragon Emperor of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan. That contrast between her cold, elegant nobility and her beauty was enough to stir the deepest desires in any man.
Unfortunately, Mo Yu had still held himself back at the most crucial moment.
It was not because he was Liu Xiahui, but because Zi Yan's seal had only just been lifted and the injuries inside her body had not fully recovered. Moreover, his wife was still waiting outside. Naturally, Mo Yu would not do such a thing