"You can get down now."
Ling Chen looked down at Xiao Muyu. Her breath was like orchids, carrying a faint, distinctively pleasant fragrance. Xiao Muyu was slim, probably weighing less than a hundred pounds, so Ling Chen could carry her for an extended period without feeling too tired. However, holding her soft, fragrant body so close, with only a layer of outer clothing between them, made his mind begin to wander now that the great battle was over, even though his heart was usually clear and composed.
"Yes, put me down," Xiao Muyu replied, her pretty face flushing slightly. Even if she wanted Ling Chen to hold her longer, she was naturally too shy to say so.
However, as Ling Chen gently set Xiao Muyu down, the outer coat wrapped around her suddenly slipped off.
Her body, smooth as jade and entirely bare, was completely exposed before Ling Chen's eyes.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly.
