Feeling a strange but good sensation from his groping, Mo Qiu was unable to control it. So, her body started convulsing rapidly, and a moan escaped her mouth. "Aah!"
But the next thing, she came to her senses and pushed him away.
After they stood up, Donghai said while scratching his head, "Sorry, I made a mistake."
"You," Mo Qiu shouted, almost raising her hand to slap him but halted and retracted her hand away. And she mumbled, "Scoundrel!"
'This time, I've rushed too much. Perhaps, I don't even deserve a slap from her.' His wry smile spread across his face, and he started observing his surroundings, and Mo Qiu was also doing the same.
It was evident immediately that they were in a vast grassland with scattered individual trees. The environment was miserable with thick humid air and the majority of trees were banyan trees.
