A night without words.
The next day, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, Zhang Xiaohao had already woken up.
He jumped down from the bed and entered the inner room.
"Ugh! So beautiful!" Looking at the two bodies with snow-white skin on the bed, their radiance further enhanced by the transformation of the Green Forest Divine Wood, their lazy sleeping postures left Zhang Xiaohao utterly entranced.
With great willpower, he suppressed the fire burning in his heart.
Zhang Xiaohao opened the bathroom door and went inside.
It's not that he didn't want to sound the battle horn; if a battle started now, whoever he fought, the other would soon be woken up by the commotion.
Better to conserve his ammunition and save it for tonight!
He turned on the tap and took a cold shower this time.
He couldn't not do it! His whole body was aflame, and if he delayed any longer, something would definitely go wrong.
After washing up, he put on a clean, custom-tailored suit.
