Liu Yan's heart shrank into a tight knot, her cheeks burning with shyness as though seared by a hot iron.
She covered her face tightly with both hands, terrified that Zhang Xiaowei might see her current state of embarrassment.
As for Zhang Xiaowei, he took her actions as a tacit approval of his behavior.
The True Qi within him flowed freely, all of it poured into Liu Yan's body.
Under the relentless stimulation of True Qi, Liu Yan's consciousness began to blur.
"Ms. Liu, why is your face so red, are you feeling hot? Would you like me to help you cool down?"
With her confused consciousness, Liu Yan didn't think twice before agreeing to Zhang Xiaowei's question.
Receiving an affirmative answer, Zhang Xiaowei stopped his hands and started to undo the buttons of her trousers.
Only then did Liu Yan realize something was wrong.
Before she could stop him, a wave of coolness brought relief to her burning cheeks.
