Tournament begins!

"Yao Jing has accepted me as her disciple in Alchemy and Velnorah wants me to join her wing." 

Eh?

Li Jia was surprised to hear this and looked down at Zhao Tian, who was snuggling his face in between her breasts.

She gently hugged his head and asked "Then... you are already an inner court disciple?"

Zhao Tian hugged her waist, his fingers caressing her smooth back "Hm.. not really, since she doesn't have a wing under her, I am still not an inner court disciple."

Feeling his hot breath tickling her chest, Li Jia shuddered as a soft sigh escaped her lips "I see... well, you are talented, so it's understandable for them to court you."

Zhao Tian just chuckled and placed a kiss on her cleavage, letting the warmth of her skin sink into his lips.

Looking at him, Li Jia's eyes condensed, her fingers gently twirling his hair, her other hand resting lightly on his back.