In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

After completing her training, Pei Wanying curled up on the bed tired but contentedly and fell into a deep sleep. Her cultivation had also successfully reached the fifth level of martial artist.

Li Zimo placed a loving kiss on her smooth forehead, then quietly left the room and carefully closed the door.

As I stepped into Bao Mengdie's room, a faint fragrance wafted into my nose. I saw Bao Mengdie sitting shyly on the edge of the bed, her hands restlessly stirring her clothes, and her lowered eyes hiding a bit of nervousness and anticipation.

Her plump chest rose and fell, as if hiding endless thoughts, and also blocked part of the view.

Noticing the door opening, Bao Mengdie suddenly looked up and her eyes met Li Zimo's. Then a blush quickly spread across her cheeks. She hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye again.

A warm feeling welled up in Li Zimo's heart. He slowly walked over to Bao Mengdie and sat down. His voice was so gentle that it seemed to soothe all the anxiety:

"Mengdie, what are you thinking about?"

Bao Mengdie bit her lip, finally mustered up the courage, and said softly:

"I...I'm thinking about what I should do next."

There was a hint of trembling in her words, but it also revealed her determination.

Li Zimo's lips curled up into a gentle smile. He looked at Bao Mengdie softly and asked softly:

"Have you thought about it?"

Bao Mengdie lowered her head shyly, her hands unconsciously entwined together, her voice as thin as a mosquito:

"Think it over. Just, just sit still."

Li Zimo saw this and a smile flashed in his eyes. He gently raised his hand, stroked Bao Mengdie's hair, and said teasingly:

"Oh? Is this another one of your sister Jingxuan's 'clever tricks'?"

Bao Mengdie's cheeks instantly flushed red. She tilted her head slightly, not daring to look directly into Li Zimo's eyes, and answered in a low voice:

"Well, Sister Jingxuan said that as long as I sit or stand obediently, you will...will understand."

A sly flicker flashed in Li Zimo's eyes, and he deliberately stretched out his voice and asked:

"What if I don't do what she says? What if I... don't take the initiative?"

When Bao Mengdie heard this, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was about to make some important decision.

Finally, she mustered up the courage, her voice small but firm:

"Well, then do it yourself. Sister Jingxuan said that we should just take the initiative to get on the bed and lie down and wait for the master."

Li Zimo was amused by her answer and jokingly said:

"Hey, there's an alternative plan? Why don't you try it?"

When Bao Mengdie heard this, her eyes instantly turned red. She glanced at Li Zimo in a reproachful manner, then lowered her head shyly and said:

"Sir, how could you do this? That...that would be too embarrassing..."

When Li Zimo heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle. He stretched out his hand and gently scratched the tip of Bao Mengdie's nose, saying lovingly:

"Mengdie, I can't bear to let you do this."

Then he held her in his arms and comforted her softly:

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have teased you. Leave the rest to me."

As he spoke, he gently lifted Bao Mengdie's chin and made her look at him.

There were tears in Bao Mengdie's eyes, but they were also full of trust and dependence.

Li Zimo smiled slightly, then slowly lowered his head and kissed her small lips.

Bao Mengdie closed her eyes, and her hands naturally wrapped around Li Zimo's neck, responding to this affectionate and gentle kiss.

The two bodies gradually approached each other and finally fell on the soft bed, and the bed curtains slowly fell down.

Everything around them seemed to be still, leaving only the sounds of their heartbeats and breathing intertwined with each other.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight quietly entered the room, Li Zimo opened his eyes first, with a hint of haziness in his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes unconsciously fell on Bao Mengdie who was still sleeping beside him.

Her long hair was scattered on the pillow like the night, with a few strands playfully sticking to her cheeks, adding a touch of softness and charm to her.

Her breathing was even and peaceful, as if even the air had become especially sweet.

Li Zimo gently stretched out his hand, and his fingertips brushed lightly across the ends of Bao Mengdie's hair, feeling the silky touch.

Bao Mengdie slowly woke up from her dream. She first moved her eyelashes, then slowly opened her bright eyes, and the first thing she saw was Li Zimo who was looking at her gently.

The corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, her eyes sparkled with happiness, and she whispered:

"Good morning, sir."

The voice was filled with the laziness of just waking up and full of happiness.

Li Zimo smiled slightly and responded:

"Good morning, Mengdie. Did you sleep well?"

Bao Mengdie nodded, put her arms around Li Zimo's waist, and gently rested her head on his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat and warm breath.

"With the young master by my side, I can naturally sleep well."

She said softly, her voice full of dependence and satisfaction.

As the morning light gradually filled the entire room, Bao Mengdie gently sat up from Li Zimo's arms. Every movement she made revealed the softness and elegance of a woman.

She first gently gathered the long hair scattered on her shoulders to one side. The black hair was as smooth as a waterfall, emitting a faint luster.

Then she stood up, gently picked up a gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, and slowly put it on.

The dress seemed to have life, swaying gently with her movements, fitting perfectly to every inch of her skin and showing off her graceful figure.

Her breasts are plump and upright, like blooming flowers, exuding the charm of a mature woman;

Her waist is so slender that it seems to break if held in one hand, showing her perfect body proportions;

The plump and round buttocks with smooth curves add a touch of seductive charm.

In the morning light, Bao Mengdie's skin appears more delicate and white, as if it is radiant.

After putting on her clothes, Bao Mengdie stood in front of the mirror and carefully adjusted her appearance.

She gently stroked her hair, letting it fall naturally on her shoulders, and gently adjusted the pleats of her dress, ensuring that every detail was perfect.

She in the mirror is like a fairy walking out of a painting, so beautiful that it makes people's heart beat faster.

At this time, Li Zimo was also dressed neatly and stood beside her, his eyes full of admiration and love.

He gently took Bao Mengdie's hand and said softly:

"Mengdie, you look so beautiful in this dress."

When Bao Mengdie heard this, her cheeks flushed. She lowered her head shyly, but her eyes were shining with happiness.

Li Zimo smiled slightly, then hugged Bao Mengdie and walked out of the room.

He went to the other two bedrooms and woke up Zhao Siqi and Pei Wanying respectively.

After they were all dressed, he went downstairs with them and walked towards the courtyard where they lived.

The three of them were flattered by Li Zimo's escort and were filled with joy.