Meng Hongchen's long, slender legs coiled around Wang Chen's waist like agile pythons. Her soft lips parted slightly as they moved and teased.
Thanks to her martial soul's innate gift, Meng Hongchen improved rapidly at kissing, and the atmosphere between them soon turned heated.
Meng Hongchen struck everywhere, quickly leaving her marks on every part of Wang Chen's body, as though declaring her claim over him.
After they had been intimate for a while, Meng Hongchen lay sprawled in Wang Chen's arms, stroking his wonderfully firm muscles as she asked in an apparently casual tone.
"Wang Chen Gege, how has Ye Guyi been lately?"
Over the past three years, Wang Chen had remained in contact with Ye Guyi. They met from time to time and sparred with each other.
However, ever since Wang Chen broke through to Soul Elder, Ye Guyi had ceased to be his match, and the gap between them only continued to widen with time.
Wang Chen's rate of improvement was simply too fast, far surpassing Ye Guyi's.
If Wang Chen had not held back every time, merely treating their bouts as friendly sparring and winning with a measured advantage—
Then if he truly went all out, Wang Chen could have instantly defeated little angel Ye Guyi the moment they clashed.
Thus, Ye Guyi was defeated every time she sparred with Wang Chen.
As the inheritor of the Angel Martial Soul, Ye Guyi had always been proud and arrogant, believing that no one her age could defeat her.
Being beaten by Wang Chen, someone her own age, was a tremendous blow to her.
After her defeat, Ye Guyi immediately began working hard and cultivating diligently, determined to win back her honor.
So whenever the proud little angel made progress, she would confidently seek Wang Chen out for