The Snow Maiden was kissed for the first time ever, her curiosity and fear intertwined.
But after a moment, she suddenly sensed something was amiss.
"Why are you so skilled!"
The Snow Maiden pushed Lin Yun away and asked with a hint of confusion.
Compared to her clumsiness, Lin Yun was all too adept.
Lin Yun: "..."
Having kissed so many girls, the Snow Maiden was the first to question his proficiency.
As Lin Yun pondered how to cunningly respond, the Great Mist he had earlier arranged reacted.
To protect Fang Yu, Lin Yun had expanded the range of the Great Mist further.
However, as it was raining, a dense fog was unlikely, so the detail-oriented Lin Yun had set up only a thin layer close to the ground.
A shallow layer of mist on a rainy day could be easily mistaken for a natural phenomenon, and after all, a layer just above the grass could be easily overlooked.
