Dongfang Zhuangshi used a crimson light barrier to envelop the others as he performed high-speed spatial hops.
Amid a vast expanse of chaos, his hand involuntarily felt An Lin's chest.
An Lin stared at the male in shock. "What are you doing?!"
Xu Xiaolan: "???"
Dongfang Zhuangshi grinned. "You really can't summon that little golden person who's wearing my blood jade? Although I can still recover my power if I keep close to you, I can recover much quicker if you let him out!"
An Lin grimaced. "I really can't summon him! I can't control that brat!"
A look of disappointment fell over Dongfang Zhuangshi's face.
"Also! Just say what you want next time," An Lin said sternly. "Don't feel my chest!"
"Why?" Dongfang Zhuangshi blinked as if he was confused.
An Lin trembled in anger. "What do you mean why? Don't you find such intimate contact between two males weird?"
