The bathroom soon became a dance floor for the dance that is as old as time for them to quench their thirst for each other.
It took two hours for Lu Zhen to walk out of the bathroom in a bathrobe holding his wife in his arms.
Leng Pan was too spent to talk or walk. Heck, she couldn't even lift a finger. From the bathroom walls to the sink, to the bathtub, to the table. There wasn't a spot in the room that was left unexperimented.
She soon fell asleep when Lu Zhen put her on the bed.
The next morning, she woke up refreshed. It was the same situation as the day before. Even after so much exercise and spending all her energy leaving her tired to the bone and sore everywhere, she didn't feel fatigued.
She felt energized and ready to do what she was supposed to do the previous night. Remembering the situation with the meteorite in space, she sighed and got out of bed.
