Their heated kiss broke apart with a gasp, both breathing heavily. Xia Bingling glared at Wang Li, her chest heaving. "You degenerate!" she spat, her voice tight with anger and exhaustion. "Even with bodies littering the ground, all you can think about is… that?"
Wang Li chuckled, his hand still lingering on her buttocks. "The adrenaline rush tends to have that effect," he replied, his voice laced with amusement. He squeezed her bottom playfully, earning him a swat from her other hand. "Besides," he continued, his eyes gleaming, "those kisses were quite stimulating."
Xia Bingling snorted. "Audacious," she scoffed. "Couldn't you have found a more… dignified way to transfer spiritual energy?"
A sly grin spread across Wang Li's face. He delivered a playful slap to her backside, the sound echoing through the eerily silent battlefield.
