Feeling the unfamiliar man's hand touching her, Mu Xueqing instinctively jumped back and angrily asked, "What are you doing?"
"Carrying you inside, what are you nervous about? Didn't you agree to devote yourself to me? Are you scared of this?" Lin Yifan asked with a puzzled face.
The intense reaction of the other party confirmed his suspicions; it seems this woman had no intention of devoting herself.
"No, I thought you were going to..."
Saying this, Mu Xueqing felt too embarrassed to continue; in fact, she was acting, trying to cover up the major mistake she just made.
"Don't worry, how could I bear to share such a joyous thing with others?" Lin Yifan raised his eyebrows suggestively, looking immensely "flirty".
Disciples from various sects couldn't stand this teasing banter, and it really made them unable to stop imagining what would happen next.
However, the disciples of the Songshan Sect recited Buddhist scriptures: "Amitabha, sins! Sins!"
