Li Yong had been cultivating at home for three days in a row, and on the afternoon of this day, he paused his cultivation and came to the back garden for a walk when he happened to meet He Xiao Sheng, who was on the other side of the room, also walking in the garden.

From afar He Xiaosheng wore a white corseted dress with a shapely figure; she stepped on flat cloth shoes with a glowing gait.

The tall, white-haired Tibetan mastiff named Tiger followed her, running to the left for ...