In this world, if there was an artistic conception that could leave one lost in a haze, it was undoubtedly Misty Rain Jiangnan.
In this world, if there was a rendezvous of utter purity, it was undoubtedly the rendezvous between Lin Su and Long'er of the Abyss of No Way. Though the world said Lin Mouren ruined girls by the batch and the herd, Long'er was not among them.
Why?
They only met once a year, and each meeting lasted merely two quarters of an hour. In such a brief span, even untying a belt required watching the clock. There was no way for it not to be pure.
If Lin Su had been nothing more than a simple Cultivator, there was truly no reason for him to keep his appointment with Long'er. Whether Long'er's status was high or low was a matter of the Un-Dao World and had nothing to do with the Heavenly Dao World. Heavenly Dao Cultivators could gain no help from the Un-Dao World.
If Lin Su had been nothing more than a simple lecher, he would have had even less reason to keep his appointment with Long'er. The reasons had already been noted above...
But he was not merely a Cultivator, nor was he merely a lecher.
Or rather, even if he was a lecher, he was one with eighty percent flamboyance. He firmly believed in one principle: if you treated me sincerely, I would meet you with candor. If Long'er had been cut from the same cloth as her father, Lin Su would not have minded playing her to death. But she was not. She was merely a pure little cabbage in the Abyss of No Way. Her heart held no stray thoughts; she had yet to be tainted by this vile society. Deceiving