The night deepened silently. Li Lanhao lay in Wusha's arms, unable to sleep. Tell me, with one's head pillowed against breasts nearly the size of one's entire head, which man could possibly drift off peacefully?
Yet, after exchanging harsh words with the Queen, Li Lanhao's thirty-three-inch bird showed no further signs of active duty.
Because of Wusha's immense brute strength, she did hold Li Lanhao gently—not to mention that even just the dead weight of her jade arms pressing down upon him was quite a burden for Li Lanhao's physical body alone to handle!
Chapter 371