"Master, you're incredible, I've already had my fill,"
Inadvertently, Zui Rao licked her bright red lips.
"Ahem..."
Zhang Yuan suppressed the impulse in his heart. These days, even though he is an Immortal-Grade Martial Artist, he truly feels a bit overwhelmed.
Especially with Zui Rao's inadvertent gestures and smiles, which could always ignite his fire.
"What's wrong, Master? Is your chest uncomfortable? Let me massage it for you,"
As she spoke, Zui Rao's fair hand began to knead and press his chest.
Feeling the slight coolness transmitted from her jade-like hand.
Zhang Yuan felt the fire he had just suppressed suddenly rise again.
"It's fine! I'm alright now,"
Unavoidably, he removed her hand and then prepared to get up.
He truly couldn't continue this game and also dared not stay with her any longer.
But Zui Rao wasn't willing to let him go so easily.
Acting coquettishly, "It's already dark, do you still have to leave, Master? I'm afraid of the dark..."
