Twenty-One Moves

There wasn't the slightest bit of fat on his abdomen, which made him wild and sexy.

"No, the cultivation must be completed properly, or it'll be for nothing. Your life will also be at risk."

"How should it be completed?"

"Three times seven." Feng Qingtian's voice was hoarse. This was the moment he had been waiting for.

"What do you mean by three times seven?" Gu Bailu had a bad feeling.

Had she been tricked into this dual cultivation?

"Three positions, and seven times for each."

"…" Gu Bailu felt the urge to slap him.

"Which three positions?"

Feng Qingtian shook his head. "I don't know. I didn't remember them because I never thought of dual cultivation before. Let's refer to the book."

"…"

Are you sure that it's dual cultivation and not reading porn together?

Was she still dreaming?

Feng Qingtian held her and stood up without withdrawing his stick.