C1245 All the Male Cultivators in the World Have Their Spare Tire

The man's breathing was very long, almost inaudible. It seemed like he had already fallen asleep.

Su Daji relaxed her guard a little and followed suit to sleep.

After extinguishing the candle flame, the bright moonlight shone through the window frame. The two of them were separated by half an arm's length. She turned to face the man and secretly sized him up under the dim light