Bibi Dong's Killing Intent Flared as She Sought to Kill Lin Yan; He Escaped Death Clinging to the Wall

The next day.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell across Lin Yan's face.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor with his back ramrod straight, he finally stirred.

As his awareness returned, he realized he had fallen asleep at some point. Now, slowly waking, he found every bone in his body stiff and aching.

Well, of course. What sane person spent an entire night sleeping upright on the floor?

Summoning his prayer angel martial soul, Lin Yan casually cast his First Soul Skill on himself. Only then did his body begin to feel a little better.

But when he made out the lovely figure on the sofa opposite him...

"Hiss..."

"Am I even allowed to look at this?"

Lin Yan's eyes widened, and he went hard.

At that moment, everything before his eyes was snowy white.

While he had been asleep, Bibi Dong had apparently fallen asleep as well.

Lin Yan had sat as straight as a stick without moving an inch, but Bibi Dong's sleeping posture was far more casual-and indecent.

Curled up on the sofa, the woman had rumpled her loose nightdress into fine creases. Her milky-white breasts hung naturally to one side, and faint blue veins were even visible beneath skin like creamy white jade.

Farther down was...

"Tsk..."

"It looks a lot like Ye Rou'er's. Is that because of their age?"

In the light of the rising sun, Lin Yan could see every last detail before him.

He had to admit that this woman had maintained herself exceptionally well. Though she lacked a young girl's delicate perkiness, the allure that years had bestowed upon her was even more captivating.

Gulp!

Lin Yan could not help swallowing. Yet that tiny sound suddenly made the woman's elegant brows knit slightly, and a soft moan escaped her.

"Mmm..."

Startled, Lin