Cen Lizhui met Chen Muxue's gaze, his amber eyes as saturated with water as his rain-soaked face, the broad white robe clinging to his body, revealing the texture of his chest and abdominal muscles...
Seeing Chen Muxue's gaze sliding ever downward, Cen Lizhui's lips, which had just parted slightly, pressed together again.
Oops! Upon noticing the outline of underwear, Chen Muxue abruptly snapped back to reality, coughing awkwardly... Wow, no wonder you're a prodigy in cultivation, what a physique.
Noticing Chen Muxue's gaze suddenly shift away, Cen Lizhui felt a slight sense of disappointment. He lightly covered his lips and coughed twice, somewhat weakly: "It's thundering... I'm... I'm a bit scared..."
As he spoke, he gave a slight shiver, unsure whether it was from the chill of being soaked or fear of the thunder.
Uh, although it actually hadn't thundered when he shivered...
