1701 Mirror Scroll

After who knew how long, the saint carriage gradually calmed and quieted.

In the car, Zhang Ruochen had already woken up. During the "attack," he already knew that he wasn't dreaming. Now, he held Fairy Tianchu's delicate snow-white frame in his arms. He calmed down all of his emotions and was silent for a long time, not saying a word.

Fairy Tianchu was like a flower after a rainstorm. She rested her pretty head on Zhang Ruochen's right shoulder, as calm as water. The lust in her eyes had dissipated. Her slender neck, thin waist, straight legs… Her flawless body clung to Zhang Ruochen's body like soft soil.

Even though she was naked, her serene eyes didn't carry any impurities. She still looked like an otherworldly fairy.

Zhang Ruochen placed his hand on Fairy Tianchu's fatless stomach. After a long while, he finally said, "This…"