Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River! Never Look Down on a Poor Young Girl!

"Mm-hahaha—!"

Ning Rongrong poured out the last trace of divine power in her body, and the vast ocean of it left Jiang Xiaoyi dizzy and disoriented.

The night outside had already turned into dawn.

One night had been enough.

Ning Rongrong lay on Jiang Yi's shoulder. There was still a bite mark she had left there at some unknown time, and she could not help laughing when she saw it.

"Not bad!"

She gently opened her mouth and bit him there again. She did not know whether that salty taste belonged to him or herself.

Jiang Yi: ...

Fine, without Chief Gu's help, he still could not outlast the Big Bread God. She was simply too authoritative.

"Phew—!"

He rubbed his aching lower back. With Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Tower supporting him earlier, he had not felt much, but now that the support aura had faded, it was practically killing him.

"You little weakling~"

Ning Rongrong chuckled and shot him an affectionate glare, though she still sent a strand of divine power into him.

Just as the two enjoyed the lingering warmth, Tang Wutong's eyebrows trembled beside them.

"Get dressed! Don't let anyone find out."

Ning Rongrong's expression tightened, and she swiftly climbed off Jiang Yi.

In the blink of an eye, she was fully dressed. With another wave of her hand, she dispersed the strange smell in the room and returned to her chair.

"Achoo!"

Tang Wutong opened her eyes and sneezed, then abruptly covered her mouth.

"Wutong, you're awake!"

Jiang Yi had changed into a fresh set of clothes beside her. His previously pale face had now become rosy and radiant.

He looked full of vigor, clearly nourished well by Ning Rongrong. Well, divine power really was that miraculous.

"Mm... Jiang Yi, open your mouth!"

Tang Wutong