From the bedroom, to the living room, then to the kitchen, and finally back to the bedroom again.

This carnal war waged across multiple battlefields, only coming to an end when Mu Qingyan was nearly debilitated.

Giving herself to Xu Fan, Mu Qingyan harbored no regrets.

It was now past four in the morning, and in the bedroom, Mu Qingyan hid beneath the covers, revealing only her jade-like back and shoulders.

If it hadn't been for her pleas, she probably would be unconscious by now, her body limp, with only enough energy to move her slender fingers.

Mu Qingyan lay beside Xu Fan, her eyes filled with distress as she looked at the various scars that marked his body.

She carefully touched a scar on Xu Fan's chest with her slender fingers and asked with concern, "Honey, does this hurt?"

Each scar on his body had its own story. Recalling the past, Xu Fan smiled, gently held Mu Qingyan's hand, and teased, "About as much as what you just went through."

"You!"

"Annoying..."

Remembering the scenes of their intense intimacy, Mu Qingyan's face flushed a deep red with embarrassment.

She sniffed and left a row of neat bite marks on Xu Fan's shoulder.

"Humph! Jerk, that's for bullying me!"

Xu Fan sharply inhaled a breath of cool air, and seeing Mu Qingyan's smug look, he flipped her beneath him and curled the corner of his mouth into a wicked smile, saying, "But it's a pain mixed with pleasure!"

Thinking about the embarrassing things she had just done with this bad man, Mu Qingyan's cheeks turned so red they seemed ready to drip water, and she couldn't help but scold inwardly, "This guy, he's really annoying..."

After struggling for a while, the utterly exhausted Mu Qingyan still couldn't escape his grasp and pouted in complaint, "Annoying, you bad person, always bullying me who is as weak as a chicken!"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Xu Fan couldn't help but feel a bit displeased.

Raising an eyebrow with a naughty smile, he seized Mu Qingyan's hand and tucked it under the covers.

"Good wife, who said you're as weak as a chicken?"

"Ah! Stop it! You're the worst!"

After frolicking on the bed with Mu Qingyan for a while, Xu Fan then held her in his arms.

At that moment, she nestled against him like a docile kitten, and as Xu Fan stroked her hair, he said, "Qingyan, I need to take care of some business in Shanghai, and it might be a while before I can come back..."

Even though it wasn't the best time to tell her this, Xu Fan always felt he should not keep it from her.

True to his expectation, Mu Qingyan's expression stiffened upon hearing the news, and it took her a while to muster a forced smile.

"It's fine, as long as you don't forget about me."

In Mu Qingyan's eyes, Xu Fan was a roc that could not always remain at her tiny place; the vast sky was where he truly belonged.

Mu Qingyan just hoped that this roc would occasionally alight for a while by her side.

Not wanting to bring down the mood, Mu Qingyan smiled and said, "Honey, do you know what men love to hear the most?"

"Hmm? Tell me."

Xu Fan looked at Mu Qingyan with a knowing yet puzzled gaze, encouraging her to go on.

"Honey, I want..."

Having once heard this risqué joke, it was now making Mu Qingyan feel too embarrassed to complete the sentence.

"Oh, I see. So what is it that men least want to hear then?"

Her face flushed red as she finished speaking, and seeing Xu Fan staring at her with a teasing smile, Mu Qingyan bit her tender lip and leaned into Xu Fan's ear, whispering through the fragrant breeze, "Honey, I want more..."

The mood wasn't somber anymore, but it developed in a direction Qingyan hadn't expected. Xu Fan, with an evil smile, looked into Qingyan's affection-filled eyes and asked, "Qingyan sis, what is it that you want? Or do you still want more?"

"Stop it, I... I was just playing with you."

Seeing Xu Fan moving mischievously towards her and knowing she couldn't escape his clutches, Mu Qingyan finally turned off a lamp in the bedroom at the critical moment.

In the pitch-black bedroom, only embarrassing sounds remained.

The last moments together before parting, if they could be spent joyfully, would certainly be a pleasurable thing.

Mandarin ducks frolicking in the water, until dawn.

Mu Qingyan was, after all, an ordinary woman and physically, she was no match for Xu Fan.

Now, as the morning sunlight poured into the bedroom, she lay under the covers, revealing just a hint of her fragrant shoulder, smiling with sweet satisfaction.

Xu Fan then gently kissed her cheek and carefully climbed out of bed.

After putting on his clothes, Xu Fan went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Mu Qingyan. After leaving a note, he was ready to leave.

Heading to Shanghai, he didn't know when he would be able to sort out the trouble there. Xu Fan looked at the sweetly sleeping Mu Qingyan on the bed, took a deep breath, and hoped that he could return soon.

After gently closing the door, Xu Fan then left the house.

"Ouch, fuck!"

As soon as he stepped out, he saw a person kneeling at the doorstep, dozing off.

Xu Fan almost ran into him as he came out.

Seeing the frightened person raising his head, Xu Fan remembered he had made the guy kneel outside all night.

"Grandpa, good... good morning to you," said the person, greeting Xu Fan with a trembling voice.

"Hmm, where's the stuff I asked you to write?" Xu Fan ignored the formalities and went straight to the matter at hand.

"Please... please review it..."

At the mention of this, the person almost cried, and carefully presented the writings to Xu Fan.

"Oh? Quite the effort, huh?" Xu Fan commented, looking at the several notebooks in his hands.

In one night, this guy had indeed written quite a bit.

Not only did he furiously denounce the Heavenly Witch Sect, but he also wrote down, in great detail, everything about the sect's members and what he knew, right down to the last detail.

Even at the very end, he included the Heavenly Witch Sect's Gu Refinement Technique and some cultivation techniques.

This pile of material amounted to nearly seventy to eighty thousand words. Xu Fan, holding the stack of notebooks, patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "So? Your hand must be sore from writing all night, huh?"

After all, this content was handwritten, one character at a time.

If it were an ordinary person, their hand would probably be broken by now.

Xu Fan's words of sympathy made the person burst into tears.

As he wept, he looked at Xu Fan and said, "Your concern warms my heart, grandpa, but no matter how tired I am, it's nothing compared to how tired you are..."

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