Ancient Bloodline

Under Chen An's monitoring, Song Huaying ate the Bloodline Fruit.

From Song Huaying's expression, Chen An knew that the taste of this Bloodline Fruit was not bad.

However, he did not care about this at the moment.

What he cared about was the effect of the Bloodline Fruit.

"Husband, I feel a little hot."

Song Huaying's forehead was covered in hot sweat. Her originally fair face gradually turned red. Her entire appearance looked like she had just finished high-intensity exercise in the room.

Chen An spread out his divine consciousness and watched the changes in her body's state the entire time. He comforted her. "Ying'er, don't worry. I will always watch over you. Nothing will happen."

"Husband, I'm getting hotter."

In just a short moment, Song Huaying's entire body was so hot that she was drenched in sweat. The long dress on her body was wet and stuck tightly to her skin, revealing her impressive figure.