"Long Xiao, are you really not going to cultivate a little?"
Medusa still could not help asking.
She was a woman. Once her fires were stoked, how could they die down just like that?
She needed at least an hour to cool off.
She was nothing like Long Xiao, whose dragon could simply raise its head, then lower it again.
At the end of the day, Long Xiao had brought this on himself.
"My lower back hurts. Give me a little more time to recover."
With no other choice, Long Xiao could only tell the truth.
Hearing this, Medusa did not give up. Instead, she whispered in his ear, "I'll make an exception today. I can use..."
Seeing Medusa lick her lips, Long Xiao felt helpless.
Did the Queen get restless all over if she went even one day without taking things for a naughty spin?
She was just like certain writers from his previous life, swerving into the lewd lane at the slightest provocation.
He still remembered how Shasha had been back then...
No, wait. They seemed to have gotten into a "fight" on the very first day they met, and then she had changed.
Sigh.
If life could remain as it was when we first met, I'd gladly grow ten more kidneys.
"Shasha, rein yourself in. Once we return to the Dou-* Continent, you can unleash all eighteen of your martial arts, and I still won't yield," Long Xiao said firmly.
Medusa pouted.
Just then, a woman's voice came from outside.
"I am Qing Yanjing of the Floating Buddha Gu Clan. Might the fellow cultivator aboard this vessel come out to meet me?"
Hearing that sweet, melodious voice, Long Xiao immediately got up.
"Shasha, rest here. I'll go take a look."
With that, he vanished.
Medusa could only