Xiao Mo chuckled. "There are so many extraordinary experts in this world."
"What does a Seventh-Tier Alchemy Master really amount to?"
Wang Miaojun said, "How about we go to my room and take our time talking?"
Xiao Mo fell silent for a moment, but he still did not want to refuse.
The path of cultivation was far too bitter and lonely. With Wang Miaojun by his side, Xiao Mo truly would not find it so painful.
"All right, let's go to your room and take our time talking."
Xiao Mo and Wang Miaojun went to her room.
"You're sleeping with me tonight!"
Wang Miaojun felt the excitement of a cat that had caught a mouse. In truth, she already regarded Xiao Mo as her husband.
The reason was simple: there really was something about Xiao Mo that set him apart from everyone else.
Wang Miaojun could accept Xiao Mo.
Most cultivators were far too ruthless and cruel, unlike Xiao Mo, who was rather clueless and foolish.
He was clearly a complete novice when it came to romance, and Wang Miaojun could easily capture his heart.
But she absolutely could not say these things in front of Xiao Mo.
The most important thing in a romantic relationship was its feline nature.
Once a heart was hurt, the damage could never be repaired. Wang Miaojun had to be very careful to maintain her relationship with Xiao Mo.
The two went to sleep together that night, with Wang Miaojun gently draping herself over Xiao Mo's chest.
The night passed without a word...
Only, Xiao Mo woke up again in Wang Miaojun's room in the middle of the night.
There was one saying he had to remember firmly: there was absolutely no free lunch under heaven.
Xiao Mo looked foolish, but deep down, he