The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp: Wu Song Infused with Spiritual Power; the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

Lin Chen's voice was low and magnetic, exceptionally seductive:

"After battle upon battle today—seizing a Star Position and condensing a Dharma Form—

we're truly exhausted, and our minds have been drained dry.

Let's return to our rooms early and rest, replenishing our strength and spirits~"

As he spoke, Lin Chen exerted a slight force with his arm.

"Ah—"

Amid the two women's half-hearted protests, coy complaints, and startled cries, he wrapped his arms around them and led them into the bedroom at the back of the quiet chamber.

Within the crimson gauze curtains, a fragrant breeze drifted in secret.

The bed in the quiet chamber was broad enough for three people to lie side by side without feeling crowded.

Jinse had already shed the lavish and intricate Starfire Divine Robe, wearing only a fiery-red silk dudou close against her skin.

Her crystalline skin, fair with a blush of rose, was bewitchingly captivating beneath the red candlelight.

Like a proud yet clingy peacock, she unceremoniously occupied Lin Chen's entire left side.

Lying on her side, she even brazenly draped one long leg directly across his body.

Nie Xiaoqian, meanwhile, appeared far more reserved. She wore only a moon-white undergarment, its silken fabric clinging tightly to her soft, graceful figure.

Though her whole body trembled faintly with nerves, she still obediently nestled close against Lin Chen's right side.

Like a frail willow twig that had found a towering tree to lean upon for the rest of its life, she entrusted the full weight of her body to him.

Lin Chen lay flat in the middle, with soft jade and warm fragrance on either side.

At the tip of his nose lingered the fiery heat of Li Fire and the quiet fragrance of green willows.

His hands rested around their fragrant shoulders, feeling