Seeing Zhou Mi clinging to Huang Xiaolong like a kitten, Huang Xiaolong didn't take advantage of her. Although she was bewitched by a ghost, her possession wasn't severe. It was just like being blinded by a red-dressed ghost.
Huang Xiaolong recited a spell casually, and the ghostly aura around Zhou Mi's eyes was swiftly dispelled. Her expressive eyes, after a moment of confusion, quickly returned to their pristine clarity.
"Ah?!" Zhou Mi glanced at Huang Xiaolong, then at herself, and then let out a high-pitched scream!
In the next second, like getting an electric shock, Zhou Mi pulled back, fixing her messy clothes with a reddened face, wishing she could squeeze into a hole in the ground.
"Stop screaming. People might think I molested you." Huang Xiaolong laughed, then frowned slightly, still pondering the question he couldn't comprehend - how Zhou Mi was bewitched by the ghost.
