"Hehe, so... are you comfortable, Yun'er?"
Lu Changsheng noticed his wife was genuinely tired and that continuing any further would likely cause her to faint, so he carried her back to their bed.
He thought to himself that probably only a Nascent Soul Female Cultivator, no, a High Rank Body Cultivator could solely withstand his punishment.
...
Even after decades of marriage, uttering such embarrassing words was still somewhat hard for Lu Miaoyun.
But she knew her husband often liked to tease them this way, and with eyes closed, she whispered softly, "Comfortable..."
"Husband, why don't you go find Sister Huanhuan and the others..."
After gently being placed on the bed, Lu Miaoyun's jade body glistened with sweat, her skin sleek and shining with luster, and she spoke in a soft voice.
"No need, tonight I will stay with Yun'er."