Stockpile Grain

Long Chen gently lifted Rosanna's chin with his index finger, smiling.

"You treat me so well, how should I repay you?"

Rosanna pushed her chest forward.

Her sapphire-like eyes emitted a seductive charm, and her golden hair brushed against Long Chen.

She smiled seductively and said, "I still want to experience that feeling of soaring to the heavens from last night~"

Western women are indeed wild and bold.

Long Chen could only sigh to himself.

But... he liked it.

He then turned over and softly whispered in Rosanna's ear, which was as white as mutton-fat jade:

"Last night, we only tried twenty-four positions. Today, let's try the remaining twelve..."

"You bad man..."

Rosanna covered her face with the blanket. Even a bold woman like her felt extremely shy at this moment.

...

After a passionate night.

With Rosanna's help, Long Chen dressed himself.

"My lord, I'll return to the Moon Worship Sect for now. I'll come back to report to you once I have news."