Chen Fan lifted Luo Cuilian's beautiful chin and kissed her enticing lips. Luo Cuilian once again felt the pleasant sensation from that morning, stimulating her nerves.
With no desire to resist anymore, she began responding involuntarily. After a while, their lips parted, and a captivating blush covered Luo Cuilian's beautiful face.
Luo Cuilian seemed to possess a fatal attraction for him, and Chen Fan could no longer endure it as he pounced on her. Sweet cries soon rang out, but Chen Fan was the only one who could appreciate them. A spring night's moment was not for outsiders to hear of. Chen Fan made Luo Cuilian his woman—the woman he had wanted to possess from the moment he first saw her—and attained supreme pleasure.
Chen Fan temporarily settled down on Mount Lu. Erica was mostly responsible for matters concerning the Italian Magic Association and the Chinese Magic Society Alliance, and she had been busy beyond measure for quite some time, since neither Chen Fan nor Luo Cuilian bothered with such affairs at all.
Still, Chen Fan made sure to satisfy Erica. However, his idea of having Erica and Luo Cuilian serve him together had yet to come true. It seemed he would need to wait a while longer.
But Chen Fan's good days had not lasted long before Luo Cuilian decided to enter seclusion for cultivation. She said she needed to assimilate the swordsmanship Lü Dongbin had left behind, because there was something she needed to do and she required greater strength. Chen Fan understood secluded cultivation. In novels, cultivators and martial artists always went into seclusion to train or something. He could only endure for a while first.
Chen Fan was also analyzing the Authorities Lü Dongbin had given him. Moreover, his divine nature was undergoing even more obvious