"I'm not here to play third wheel on your mission," Xiao Wen said, leaning back against Lulu's broad spine. She propped her legs around Xuefeng's waist, her boots pressed snugly to his sides. "But I do want to see your fighting skills in action. Hunting a Rank 4 Spirit Beast… that's about as challenging as wrestling a puppy." She gave a little shrug, as if apologizing for the insult.
Xuefeng tried to ignore the fact that Xiao Wen was effectively using him as a cushion. Her posture was almost casual, but there was something undeniably intimate about the way her thighs pressed close, the rise and fall of her torso just inches away. She even unbuttoned the top of her outfit, allowing a view of her chest that was… distractingly generous. A few moments passed as he fought to keep his eyes forward, focusing on the sky rather than her "ample weapons."
