Lin Yu's breathing was somewhat rapid, after all, she was just a mortal, and dueling with a cultivator for so long had left her physically drained.
Her face was slightly flushed, also because of the exertion.
It was the first time Lin Yun had gotten so close to her, and he thought she looked good everywhere, her large eyes, her petite nose, and the white teeth that showed when her lips parted slightly.
And Lin Yun's hands, wrapping around Lin Yu's waist, this soft sensation made him somewhat reluctant to let go.
His nose twitched, catching the fragrance of Lin Yu.
"You you you you..."
Lin Yu was already incredibly embarrassed from being held in Lin Yun's arms, but some accidental physical contact during a duel could be understood.
But how could he...
Lin Yu's face turned bright red, her hand pressed against Lin Yun's chest, and she pushed him away, then stepped back several times, as if avoiding a flood or a wild beast, dodging Lin Yun.
