Back then, he only remembered Hua Jieyu's seductive demeanor. But when he thought of how she was actually an old hag past fifty who replenished her yin by harvesting men's yang, how could he possibly have entertained any thoughts about her?
But looking at her now... well, he had to admit that she truly was among the finest of women. Her skin was even more delicate than that of many young girls, and the practiced grace of her movements was enough to let any man experience the utmost pleasure.
Even so, whenever Song Qingshu thought about how she had attained her current state by harvesting young experts, he felt a wave of disgust. Temujin truly had no qualms about anything. With the world at his feet, what sort of woman could he not find? Yet he even wanted a woman like this.
Poor Liu Yaozhi. Who knew how many green hats he had worn throughout his life? Then again, he did not seem like much of a good man himself. The two of them each played their own games, so perhaps they had been cuckolding each other all along.
Temujin was enjoying himself now. This was presumably the perfect time to make a move.
But Song Qingshu was in no hurry. He needed to wait until Temujin reached his peak. That would be when he was at his weakest.
Just then, Hua Jieyu suddenly spoke. "Great Khan, you're so strong. I've never seen a man as strong as you in all my life."
Temujin snorted. "Your skills aren't bad either. I'm quite satisfied."
Hua Jieyu's eyes rolled as she suddenly said, "Great Khan, you seem to have suffered rather serious internal injuries. Why not find a virgin to heal you?"
"What, are you afraid I'll drain you dry?" Temujin slightly