Long Wanhui brought Xia Tian to her resting place, there was a small bed in the middle which was covered by a mosquito net.
There were no mosquitoes so it was only a decorative item.
Nearby there was also a couch.
Once she settled down on the couch, she signaled him to move closer to her.
Xia Tian moved closer to her, and she made him lie on the couch while his head rested on her lap.
Her hands stopped midair for a second, but after a quick thought, she decided to test once again.
She touched his hair lightly, and just as she expected there were no signs of the curse getting activated.
A sigh of relief escaped her mouth.
At the same time, Xia Tian peacefully lay down on her legs, his sight fell onto her breasts, which made him narrow his gaze.
'She had hidden it well.'
The clothes of Long Wanhui have well-hidden her assets.
