Xu Wendong smiled awkwardly, "Alright, I'll let you off this time. Next time, we'll have another three hundred rounds."
"There won't be a next time!" Zhao Ying'er said with a face full of grievance. She knew deeply that her body had reached its limit, and after this time, she might have to lie in bed for several days to recover.
In her heart, there was both fear from this dual cultivation experience and a complex emotion towards Xu Wendong, which left her feeling very conflicted.
Just at that moment.
A crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"Lin, are you asleep?" When this voice came, Xu Wendong and Zhao Ying'er were thunderstruck, their whole bodies stiffening.
Outside the room, it was Li Jiayin.
"I'm coming in." As Li Jiayin spoke, she was about to push the door open and come in.
"What... what do we do!" Zhao Ying'er was pale with fright. She came to find Xu Wendong without notifying Li Jiayin.
If caught in this scene, it would definitely lead to a lot of gossip.
