Someone once said that time was like water in a sponge—squeeze it, and there would always be some.
But Jiang Che wanted to say right now, stop squeezing. There really wasn't a single drop left!
Dragging his exhausted body, Jiang Che emerged from Bai Jie's place. He had stayed with Bai Jie for three days. By all logic... he should have been taking the girls out on dates.
But Bai Jie was different. She had directly... Tears would fall if he said any more. Jiang Che only felt like a walking dairy cow.
Huang Doufen and Su Mianmian had also entered heat some time ago... When Cat Girls went into heat, they only needed to call Jiang Che over. But Jiang Che had a whole lot to do.
He had spent a full twenty days giving the girls their own private feasts one by one—not tossing everything into one big pot, but spending several days with each of them in a honeymoon phase.
If they wanted alone time and dates, they went on dates. If they wanted to cultivate, they cultivated. If they wanted good food, they ate and drank to their hearts' content for days. The focus was on varied, indulgent pampering.
Twenty days, compressed at four times the rate, had actually amounted to eighty days—nearly three months!
Where had all the time gone? It had all fucking gone into keeping the girls company.
"Why hasn't he come yet?"
Outside the Dragon Palace, a young girl of the Crimson Gold-Melting Python clan sat on a little stool, gazing at the incomparably massive Dragon Palace.
She still had not forgotten the task the clan elders had given her: assassinate Jiang Che!
In truth, ever since Jiang Che had kidnapped Jia Ling'er, the elders of the Crimson Gold-Melting Python clan