Chen Xinmi was so proud that she couldn't allow herself to do nothing.
Since her vision was filled with countless whirlpools, the only thing she could truly feel was the undulating rhythm of the beast beneath her, forcing her to focus all her attention on Lin An.
She quickly noticed something different.
"What is this?"
Frowning, she looked closely, gently placed her hand on the shoulder of the beast, and she could feel the powerful force of the muscles twisting as the beast moved swiftly.
So strong~
Oh~
But that's not the point.
She swallowed hard, staring blankly at the shoulder where the muscles moved, the hand that stretched out from the loose sleeves of the wizard robe was so pale, with beautifully manicured nails painted black, matching so perfectly with the black and white pattern of the beast's fur, so harmonious.
It was as if she was touching herself.
Yes, she felt like she could actually touch herself?
