Sheng Tian was slightly stunned that Yue Ling'er accepted so quickly and easily without any resistance. It almost made him think that the curse was affecting her thoughts, but a quick check with his spiritual sense showed that nothing was wrong with her mind.
He gulped slightly and fumbled with Yue Ling'er's dress for a moment. However, he gave her an embarrassed look after failing several times.
"I hope you don't mind..."
Rip!
With one fluid motion, Sheng Tian cut up Yue Ling'er's green dress right down the middle. Sheng Tian tried not to be entranced by Yue Ling'er's breasts which had bounced slightly when the dress was ripped apart.
"w-wait!"
"Hm?"
Sheng Tian was about to take off his robe when Yue Ling'er placed a weak hand on his chest.
Yue Ling'er averted her eyes, "be gentle..."
