Chương 392: 230. Nuptial chamber flower candle night_2

"If there is one, how powerful must the man be to match her?"

"If not, that's impressive, living so many years and still pure, she truly can endure loneliness..."

Lin Zichen was transferring Qi-Blood to Qi Qingmo while his mind wandered to these thoughts.

...

Time passed by each second.

Not long after.

Shen Qinghan, who had been sleeping in the room, came out.

She rubbed her eyes in a daze, wearing a thin dress while moving weakly towards the living room in a still half-asleep manner.

But she quickly became alert.

She saw that both of Lin Zichen's hands were reached inside Qi Qingmo's Taoist robe, and her bright eyes instantly shot open, a sour feeling arising in her heart.

It wasn't too sour, just a bit jealous.

"Awake?"

Seeing Shen Qinghan coming out from the room, Lin Zichen smiled lightly and spoke to her.

Shen Qinghan walked over to the sofa near the Bronze Ancient Coffin and sat down. With a lazy voice, she said, "Yeah, woke up."