His clothes had long since been tossed here and there by Eden.
So stop always blaming Xu Qi, thinking he was rough and careless when it came to this sort of thing—the truly rough and careless one was usually someone else entirely.
Aponia stepped forward and slowly knelt before Xu Qi.
Her gorgeous dress spread out around her. Only then did Xu Qi notice that from the front, it was a qipao, but from the back... it had become an evening gown.
Aponia raised her head. The nun's beautiful features were already enough to captivate anyone, and now she had deliberately pinned up her long hair and adorned it with a jade hairpin.
Her body, already thoroughly explored by Xu Qi, radiated astonishing allure.
Her lips parted slightly, embodying the fusion of holiness and seductiveness.
"I'm here to serve my god."
Xu Qi smiled gently. Stroking Aponia's holy face, he murmured, "I'm sorry. I had to leave you in the courtyard, and we had to separate..."
"You don't need to explain, Xiaoqi. I understand everything."
Xu Qi gave a bitter smile.
"Sis Nia, if you're unhappy, you can curse me or hit me. I'll accept it all."
"But you know I won't, because I'm Aponia—the understanding nun."
Xu Qi let out a long breath. He noticed Aponia's kneeling posture. From his position above her, he had no trouble taking in her snow-white breasts.
The white cups weren't there to conceal them, but to set them off even better.
Xu Qi's eyes grew heated.
"I really want to go to Europe with you, Sis Nia, and then spend every day and night tangled up with you."
"Then we can only make the most of now, Xiaoqi."
The weapon that had just fired was somehow loaded once more, primed and ready to