The room was filled with a large amount of gas mixed with aphrodisiac powder, Zhan Moxiao quickly noticed it. He immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes to calm his mind, and tried to overcome it with his willpower.
Baili Yongjia, however, was entirely helpless. She had already been trembling on the floor from pain, but after inhaling some of the powder, she couldn't control herself anymore.
Her cheeks grew redder, her breathing became more rapid, and finally, she started losing consciousness.
She forgot about the pain, struggled to stand up, and staggered towards Zhan Moxiao, tearing at her own clothes as she walked.
With a "thud," she fell into his arms, her eyes seductive as silk, "Master Xiao, we..."
She couldn't complete a full sentence, the drug's torment made her extremely uncomfortable, her body was burning as if it would be incinerated. As she spoke, she tore at Zhan Moxiao's clothes and offered her lips.
