No choice but to hold on, even if you can’t hold on, you have to grit your teeth and hold on.
Because of this kind of thing, Nangong Jin can only handle it himself. Could he possibly rely on someone else?
A war without gunpowder has begun, a war filled with love, being loved, and deep affection. Though a little shy, it’s undeniably genuine love—thick, full, and overflowing with affection.
Under the influence of the poison and Nangong Jin’s full efforts, Di Jinxuan completely let herself go.
She didn’t want to let go, but there was no other way; her body’s sensations were just too intense.
The good thing is, there are many ways to alleviate this kind of situation, so it wasn’t all that bad.
But 24 hours without rest? Even if it wasn’t always going full throttle each time, Nangong Jin was starting to have a hard time keeping up.
By the evening, who even knew how many times he had drenched himself in sweat. Nangong Jin was utterly exhausted, but he was still diligently working to please Di Jinxuan, helping her relax.
Truly an ironman Jin, battling tirelessly over and over again like flowing water.
Until, in the end, he was downright drained and could barely keep going. His legs were trembling—you bet they were trembling.
Di Jinxuan felt sorry for him like this and couldn’t help but suggest, "Jin-ge, actually, there are other ways, like, uh... maybe take a cold shower, uh... and there are other methods too."
If they kept going like this non-stop, she was really afraid that by the end, he wouldn’t be able to rise to the occasion anymore.
Nangong Jin was indeed exhausted. Damn, his lower back might as well snap at this point!
So yeah, as great as this kind of thing feels, there should really be some moderation. This 24-hour challenge is really too tough!
However, our mighty Jin has excellent stamina and top-notch skills. Though he was a bit worn out, he could still hold on.
Nangong Jin nearly threw the phone across the room, utterly exasperated. Damn it, a full-on group bombardment!
"Turn it off!" Nangong Jin motioned for Di Jinxuan to grab the phone and shut it down.
Di Jinxuan fumbled around and finally got hold of the phone, but before she could turn it off, it began wailing again: "Di Mingchen is calling, Di Mingchen is calling, are you answering or not, are you answering or not, are you answering or not?"
Nangong Jin was defeated. Why were these three all trying to reach him now? And collectively bombarding him with calls, no less—teaming up?
Usually, he could tolerate them ganging up on him, but now they were doing this? Nangong Jin was about to explode in rage.
"Uh... are you picking up or not?" Di Jinxuan asked with half-lidded eyes.
Nangong Jin also narrowed his eyes. Damn it, if the two of them both turned their phones off and Di Mingjue and the others couldn’t reach them, wouldn’t their imaginations start running wild and come up with all sorts of ridiculous theories?

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