A single call of "wife," and the estrangement of two thousand years dissipated like smoke.
Tan Tai blushed slightly, feeling the mischievous hand on her chest, looking at the man beneath her, a faint sense of grievance rose in her heart.
It's not intense, yet it won't fade away.
This thief said they'd meet again soon, but disappeared for two thousand years. The last time they met only lasted a few days, yet it impacted her more than everything she'd ever experienced.
These two thousand years of waiting felt longer than the previous eighty thousand years.
"You lied to me..." Tan Tai's voice was cold and clear, staring at him as she spoke word by word. But before she finished, Su He pulled her down and sealed her lips, blocking the remaining words with his tongue.
Outside Sword Mountain, on a floating island of Shu Mountain, Baiyin stomped her foot hatefully and snorted: "Lecher! Serves you right to suffer!"
