"Long Xiao, you can put it in now."
"Can I not? I really don't have the strength left..."
"Tch, you were talking big just a few days ago."
The voices of Long Xiao and Medusa drifted out of the room.
Seven days and seven nights of fierce battle had brought enormous changes to them both.
Medusa's complexion was rosy, and the well-nourished glow about her was unmistakable.
Long Xiao, on the other hand, was exhausted in body and mind, his face pale and his whole body aching. He could only lament that his current strength was nowhere near enough to take on Shasha.
Medusa's bedroom door opened, and Dao Slayer and Bai Ling'er immediately rushed inside.
Seeing the haggard Long Xiao, Bai Ling'er hurried over to pound his back and massage his legs.
"Brother Long Xiao, thank you for all your hard work."
Dao Slayer joined in to help. "Master! What have you been doing these past few days? All we heard all day were those squeaking and moaning noises."
Medusa stretched, her peerlessly enchanting face radiating a wild allure. She glanced back at the three of them, then held her head high and walked out in great satisfaction.
"Feminine beauty truly is a blade. My ambition should be to shoulder responsibility for all beneath heaven. How could I neglect it for a snake!"
Long Xiao stared at the ceiling and murmured to himself. Wisdom gleamed in his eyes, and a noble righteousness welled up within him.
It was time to break his nasty habit of being obsessed with women.
"Master, what are you talking about?"
Dao Slayer asked in confusion as she massaged Long Xiao's feet.
"Nothing." Long Xiao composed himself and continued enjoying their ministrations.
"Brother Long Xiao, what about me? Aren't you playing favorites?" Bai Ling'er