Three days later!
Inside the luxurious bedchamber, two figures lay quietly on an enormous crystal bed.
As a Dragon-Phoenix, how could Zi Yan's combat prowess compare to that of ordinary people?
Even Lu Yunxiao found that terrifying physique exceedingly difficult to handle.
Three days—three whole days. Calling this battle drawn-out would not have been an exaggeration.
On the crystal bed, Lu Yunxiao tugged at the corner of the blanket and stared blankly at the ceiling, his expression neither sorrowful nor joyful.
He had never expected to become involved with Zi Yan.
It had undoubtedly caused a dramatic shift in their relationship.
He did not even know what attitude he should take toward Zi Yan.
He had always been a man of his own mind, but this incident had truly left him lost and conflicted.
"Still angry?"
A clear yet slightly languid voice sounded beside his ear, followed by a soft sensation.
A delicate body nestled into his embrace. Zi Yan's purple hair cascaded down as her little head rested on Lu Yunxiao's right arm, her fair, tender lotus-like arm draped over his chest.
With her little face slightly raised, a smile blossomed across Zi Yan's flawless pretty face.
As though she had undergone some kind of transformation, Zi Yan now possessed an added mature charm that made her exceptionally captivating.
Lu Yunxiao showed no reaction to Zi Yan's words, as if he had not heard her at all.
Zi Yan did not mind. Grinning, she kissed him on the cheek.
"It already happened, so it's too late for you to be angry!"
"The rice has already been cooked."
Zi Yan whispered softly into Lu Yunxiao's ear.
"And you still have the nerve to say that?"
It would have been one thing if Zi Yan had said nothing, but the moment