For a moment, Ryan Ling felt his heart melt at the sight.
No doubt about it—this snake meat is definitely an aphrodisiac. Otherwise, why would old hands like Harvey Jin and Jason Lin be so hyped up right after eating, running off with sly grins at me and Sophie? They’re clearly planning to get busy tonight.
Everything suddenly clicked for Ryan—he’d come to Peachvale just for Greencrest Garden, and now the snake demon was dead, and Tiffany Tian had just handed him the villa she’d promised.
In other words, Ryan’s Hell Court prototype was now set up, the whole ragtag crew assembled. By the deal with Lord Yama, once the human-world Ghost Yamen was built, he’d stop meddling with Ryan and Sophie’s romance.
Just thinking about it made Ryan pant with excitement—he wanted nothing more than to rip Sophie’s clothes off right now.
Sophie was flushed and sweaty too, her face glowing as she stared at Ryan with burning eyes.
She seemed even more eager than Lily Liu—licked her lips, grabbed Ryan’s hand, and stood up to tell Lily and Tiffany, ‘Sis, Tiffany, it’s getting late. Ryan and I are heading upstairs!’
She didn’t care what they said—she just dragged Ryan off.
Ryan was a little tipsy, thinking, ‘Why is this girl so desperate? She’s even crazier than a guy!’
Who knows how earth-shattering tonight’s battle will be!
Right now, Ryan Ling’s mind is basically wiped blank—there’s only one thought left in his head.
The second they get into the room and shut the door, Sophie Su gloms onto Ryan like an octopus.
"Wait, wait—hold up, gotta handle protection first! Lin Hu gave me a pack of imported Okamoto 001s before he left..." Ryan takes a breath, nerves jangling—first time, so yeah, kinda tense.
Sophie nods, but she’s still glued to Ryan and won’t let go.
But after searching for a few minutes, they just can’t find it anywhere.
"Ryan, forget it, it’s fine. I heard you can’t get pregnant the first time anyway. Besides, I don’t want my first time to be with a condom—I want your little bro..." As she talks, Sophie’s hand slides down, totally on autopilot.
Ryan jolts—instantly, he goes in for a kiss, about to explode any second now.
But right when things are burning up, a super-annoying voice suddenly chimes in: "Son, whatever you do, don’t break your vows! If you pop your cherry now, you’re in big trouble. Stop right there—"
"What the hell? Say that again, I dare you!" Ryan’s ready to murder someone—Lord Yama, his old man, is butting in again.
"I’m not lying! Last time I promised, once you set up the Hell Court Branch and built the human-world Hell Court, you and Sophie could finally get busy—your old man keeps his word. But you just had to cultivate the Purgatory Soul-Suppressing Art..." Lord Yama shakes his head, looking totally helpless.