Before she could finish speaking, his broad figure blocked her vision. Immediately after, that familiar warm touch spread throughout her body again. Pei Huoyu's round earlobes could not help but blush when her body collapsed into Shen Ping's arms. She released her lip line.
Shen Ping lowered his head and looked straight at this valiant face. He smiled and said, "I know that Perfected Pei's thoughts are very simple, but I still want to make someone appear in this simple mind."
Pei Huoyu looked away and said softly, "Some things are hard to force."
Shen Ping bent down. Heat rushed to her earlobe. He sensed the light armor's curve tremble. He said in a low voice, "According to the Views of the Gateway, white tiger roars are better at hypocrisy. I'm afraid Perfected Pei's condition is similar to this. Perfected Pei, you should take another bath tonight."
He then knocked on her heart again.
