An Ning rolled her eyes, but alas, she couldn't voice her thoughts, only wearing a look of grievance.
Sikong Wuyou could guess her current thoughts but still reminded her, "I will now release your acupuncture points, but I hope Miss An can stay calm, so as not to alarm others."
At that time, if the two of them were exposed, he, being a man, would be fine, but An Ning would find it hard to explain even with eight mouths.
The sky had completely darkened. A man and a woman in the grove, even if they did nothing, would be hard to believe if it were spoken of.
After hearing Sikong Wuyou's words, An Ning quickly blinked her eyes to show agreement.
Seeing that An Ning agreed, Sikong Wuyou then reached out to release her acupuncture points.
An Ning instinctively wanted to extend her hand, but the commotion below forced her to endure.
