Feng Yexuan soon realized something was wrong with his body.
His blood slowly turned scalding hot, and everything in his line of sight began to blur.
Looking at the woman before him, her face, which was already enchantingly beautiful, now appeared even more intoxicatingly flushed.
What was impossible to look away from were her rich and luscious red lips.
Dainty and exquisite, they gleamed temptingly.
That faint whiff of fragrance inadvertently made him lower his head, wanting to move closer and steal a kiss.
Chu Qianli had no spare attention to pay to him.
Just managing to recover a trace of her senses, she quickly raised her fingers and sealed several of her major acupoints with swift movements.
With the acupoints sealed, the effects of the drug were finally suppressed for the moment.
Chu Qianli let out a sigh of relief, put away the silver needles, and then noticed that one of her hands was still being held by Feng Yexuan.
"What are you doing? Let go!"
