Ning Weiwei's current state revealed that the lust within her body had been fully stimulated.
A beauty of this caliber writhing about on top of him was too much to bear.
She was even trying to strip off Qin Guang's clothes.
This made it difficult for Qin Guang to stay calm.
He felt that dealing with her alone was harder than facing a dozen thugs just moments ago.
The key issue was not that Ning Weiwei was particularly beautiful, but that she looked exactly like Jiang Qingxue.
This gave Qin Guang a different kind of thrill.
It aroused him too.
However, the last bit of reason and conscience in his heart told Qin Guang that he shouldn't do this.
Ning Weiwei had been drugged with an aphrodisiac.
She had lost all reason, and only carnal desires remained.
But he had not.
Qin Guang forcefully suppressed his own desires, reached out, and pressed on the back of Ning Weiwei's neck, emitting a gentle breath of True Qi. Weiwei instantly lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.
