"My lord~"
Long Yue's delicate voice called out, her steps as light as a lotus moving, her body radiating brilliance, her grace captivating, and her charm radiating in all directions.
"Xiang Xiang, has your cultivation improved so much that you wish to discuss the profound ways with your husband earnestly?"
Han Li embraced her in his arms, feeling the warmth and tenderness of the beauty in his embrace. He smiled and said.
"That's right."
Long Yue responded frankly, her face full of fighting spirit, like a goddess of war about to step onto the battlefield.
Times had changed. Now Long Yue was very different from when Han Li had first captured her. She was quite frank about such things and looked forward to them.