Xiao Rong Wants to Taste More of That Sticky White Stuff
Somewhere in Sun Jingjing's room, Xiao Rong was blended in the darkness, her gaze staring at the bed without blinking, silently watching Sun Jingjing and Su Yang cultivate with interest.
As a Phantom Cat, Xiao Rong had the ability to conceal her presence perfectly as easily as breathing, almost like a second nature, making it impossible for even powerful Immortals to find them without special treasures, or divine techniques.
'What are they doing…?' Xiao Rong pondered to herself as she watched Su Yang shake his hips, inserting the long and thick rod between his legs into Sun Jingjing's body.
Most beasts understand the nature of breeding naturally and without needing to be taught by others, but as she belonged to a unique species that did not require breeding, Xiao Rong did not know what it means to breed with others.