Chapter 233 gave me a fright

The steam rising from the hot spring grew increasingly intense.

The once warm spring water now seemed to have been infused with scalding magma, making people's hearts race and their faces flush red.

Lu Fan's technique was a bit clumsy, and he initially misjudged the force. With a little more force, An Lan couldn't help but hiss softly.

The slight sound startled Lu Fan instantly. He jerked his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, his voice filled with concern and anxiety as he asked urgently, "Did I hurt you? I'll be gentler."

The worry and tension in his eyes seemed to indicate that he was afraid of harming the incomparably precious treasure before him.

An Lan shook her head hastily, her voice unconsciously carrying a hint of urgency, as if to soothe Lu Fan's unease: "It's alright, you can continue."

Lu Fan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and adjusted his strength, gently kneading An Lan's shoulders and arms again and again.

He was completely focused on every movement, as if he were handling a rare treasure that would shatter at the slightest mistake.

His gaze was fixed on his hand, not daring to look away even slightly.

But his mind kept replaying those blush-inducing thoughts, like a revolving lantern.

He felt her skin was delicate and smooth, like the finest silk. His fingertips brushed against it, sending a tingling sensation through him, making his heart beat faster and faster, pounding like a drum.

He felt his heartbeat was completely out of control, like a war drum being struck rapidly, banging as if it would burst out of his chest at any moment.

His movements became extremely light and gentle, almost like a dragonfly skimming the water, and his head was turned to one side the whole time, his eyes fixed on the stone by the hot spring, as if it held the most mysterious treasure in the world.

In reality, his mind was already in complete turmoil, and he was completely bewildered by the ambiguous atmosphere before him.

He was so frightened that he froze on the spot, not daring to move, and his breathing became rapid and heavy, each breath carrying a scalding temperature.

An Lan also froze, not daring to breathe, as if she had been frozen in place.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment, and the whole world fell silent.

After a long while, Lu Fan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and began to massage gently again.

A sudden feeling of dryness washed over him, and he subconsciously swallowed, making a dry sound in his throat.

At this moment, An Lan also felt as if she were in a blazing fire, her cheeks flushed, at a loss for what to do.

Her heart was beating faster than ever before, as if it would burst out of her chest at any moment, and she felt dizzy.

He could clearly smell the fresh scent of soapberry emanating from An Lan's hair. The clean fragrance seeped into his nostrils, making him increasingly intoxicated and unable to extricate himself from it.

His breathing became increasingly rapid and hot, and his eyes turned slightly red due to the intense, ambiguous atmosphere.

After all, he was a hot-blooded young man, and under such close contact, his inner defenses were crumbling inch by inch.

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At this moment, both of their minds were in complete chaos, as if they had been swept up in a raging emotional storm and were completely disoriented.

"Thump!!"

A sudden sound shattered the idyllic atmosphere.

An Lan was so frightened that her face turned pale. She instinctively pushed Lu Fan away, then quickly pulled up the animal skin and shrank back into the water like a frightened deer.

Her heart was racing, her face still flushed, and her eyes were filled with fear and shyness.

Lu Fan was caught off guard by the sudden push and fell into the water.

The hot spring water instantly enveloped his body, filling his ears and nasal cavity.

In an instant, he was forced to come to his senses, and the burning passion and confusion in his eyes vanished, replaced by endless embarrassment and regret.

Immediately afterwards, he climbed out of the water and scrambled to the shore.

His steps were hurried and frantic, as if something terrible was chasing him from behind.