"Ah Yao, are you done yet? I...I...I'm a normal man, you..."
If you keep doing this, I won't be able to hold back anymore.
In fact, he couldn't hold back any longer, and his body started reacting early.
If it were the real nineteen-year-old A Yao, she would definitely be blushing right now. But the current A Yao has the memories of hundreds of thousands of years, and even though she knows the man's reaction beneath her, she remains very calm.
Even though she had always cultivated with a primordial yin body in her previous life, she had lived for so long, how could she feel ashamed about such a small thing?
She thought for a moment: If there's been nothing unusual for so long, then it should be fine, right?
She quickly got out of bed and inserted the hairpin into her hair.
She turned to look at Xu Fengzhi, who had already gotten up. His long hair was disheveled and draped over his broad shoulders. The curse mark she had pierced on his bare chest was conspicuous. He was breathing rapidly, as if he had been ravaged.
Ayao felt a little apologetic, as if she were a female hooligan who had bullied a handsome man.
Ayao clenched one hand into a fist, placed it to her lips, and cleared her throat to cover her slight embarrassment: "Um... are you alright?"
Xu Fengzhi sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her, and said with a wry smile, "I'm a little disappointed."
His voice was noticeably hoarser than before, and carried a sense of restraint.
Ayao: "..."
Of course she knew what he meant by disappointment; this guy really was...
“You’re really honest,” Ayao said.
“I’ve always been honest with you.” Xu Fengzhi smiled. The blood from the cursed rune that A Yao had pierced his chest had long since congealed, now forming a crimson totem. He stared at the totem on his chest and smiled again.
"What's this?"
"A spell mark used to suppress evil spirits."
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