Lin Zhenghui was overthinking.
Did he really think that by acting this way, he could continue touching her longer?
Less than a minute later, a powerful force had violently pushed him several steps back.
"Enough, we agreed on just one touch, and now you've done it several times?" Xichan glared and angrily scolded him, "Don't equate me with your women."
"…" Lin Zhenghui was speechless at Xichan's quick change of face.
"Just get out! And don't forget the promise you made to me." Xichan dismissed him.
"Oh!" Lin Zhenghui put his warm, sticky fingers to his lips and sucked gently.
He discovered her spiritual liquid tasted just like Luo'er's—faintly scented with orchids, endlessly enchanting.
"If you dare tell anyone about this, I'll cut off both your eyes and hands and imprison you in the water dungeon," Xichan reverted to her ice-cold demeanor.
"…" What could Lin Zhenghui say? He just scurried back to Jade Maiden Peak.
