Preparation

"Did you agree?"

Nangong Jinse stared wide-eyed at Chen Mo. She had actually prepared herself for him to refuse.

The Innate Demon Fetus involved too much, and it might even be transferred. If it failed, both she and Chen Mo could die.

Her mother and Nangong Qingtian had failed.

But Nangong Qingtian had been lucky—the Innate Demon Fetus had not transferred to him.

"Didn't I promise you? As long as it's within my ability, no matter what favor it is, I'll help." Chen Mo rubbed his nose and smiled. "Besides, you're so beautiful. Who knows how many people in Demon Heaven want to spend the night with you and cultivate with you. No matter how you look at it, I'm not losing out."

Nangong Jinse: "..."

She raised a brow and, unusually, teased him, "Then... did you have that kind of thought before?"

"Well..." Chen Mo scratched his cheek and smiled. "A graceful maiden is a gentleman's fair pursuit."

Chen Mo rambled on for quite a while. Though some of it was beside the point, Nangong Jinse still understood what he meant. Her fair cheeks immediately flushed red, and she turned her face away, though an inexplicable delight rose within her.

"Then... shall we start now?" Nangong Jinse grew a little nervous, her entire face crimson.

As he stared at Nangong Jinse's bright, captivating face, Chen Mo's heart grew burning hot as well. But there were some things he needed to make clear first. "Um, wait a moment. Before that, there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?" Nangong Jinse was stunned. She had heard that men were always eager about this sort of thing. What could be more important than this?

"Well... blah blah."

Chen Mo told her that he had wives—and more than one.

After hearing