Her cultivation aptitude had improved twice in succession. Even if neither improvement was large, they would certainly allow her to reach greater heights.
She hurriedly got off the bed, threw herself into Zhao Ling's arms, and said gratefully,
"Brother Ling, thank you for giving me such precious pills one after another. I don't even know how to thank you."
"Hehe... didn't you already say you would give yourself to me?
"Since you're going to give yourself to your Brother Ling, I can't be stingy with my future wife, can I?"
Zhao Ling gave Dugu Yan a wicked smile. His gaze made her cheeks burn.
"Brother Ling, you really are shameless. When did I ever say I would give myself to you?"
With that, Dugu Yan pulled Zhao Ling onto her bed and sat him down, then lazily nestled into his arms.
Faced with this girl's willing embrace, Zhao Ling unceremoniously wrapped his arms around his waist.
Since that old fellow Dugu Bo was already turning a blind eye to this, what reason did he have to refuse?
Besides, Dugu Yan's love for him had already taken deep root. Unlike in the original work, she had no ambiguous relationship with Yu Tianheng.
Of course, the most important thing was that Zhao Ling and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon did not get along.
He had stolen the sweetheart of that old fellow Yu Yuanzhen's own grandson. That felt damn good.
Just as the two were being tender and affectionate, the door suddenly opened. A head poked inside, and its owner asked Zhao Ling,
"Demon-Suppressing Douluo, I almost forgot to ask you..."
When the owner of that head saw his granddaughter nestled adoringly in Zhao Ling's arms, his face instantly darkened.
Even though he had long known that the Demon-Suppressing Douluo would get