บท 439: Four hundred thirty-eight, cultivation methods.

The sky slowly brightened, and sunlight playfully jumped through the cracks in the curtains, casting its rays on the two people embracing in sleep on the bed, giving off a sense of tranquility and warmth.

Luo Shu opened her eyes and immediately met a pair of deep, ink-like affectionate eyes. She curved her lips into a smile, "Morning!" Although she was a True Cultivator, the passion from last night still left her feeling a bit sore in her lower back.

"Still tired?" Lu Hanmo asked softly, his voice carrying a hint of husky sexiness. He couldn't remember how many times he had wanted her last night, but the feeling was so good, he couldn't get enough.

"Tired, my back and waist are sore," Luo Shu said with her face blushing as she glared at Lu Hanmo. His stamina and endurance were so impressive it left her speechless.

"Then let me rub it for you," Lu Hanmo's large hand slid over the tender skin of her waist.