When Li Xueying heard him, she exerted some force downwards as a probe. The thing underneath her foot did not feel anything like a hand. It felt like solid, firm ground. It was extremely stable! Only then was Li Xueying assured enough to lower her other foot.
Fangzheng recited the sutras, trying his best not to look at the perfectly-contoured body that was accentuated by the tightening of her leather pants. He focused his eyes on Li Xueying's feet as he stably held his hands up. Li Xueying slowly lowered herself while placing her hands on the tree trunk. Finally, she landed safely.
Fangzheng barely touched her during the entire process. This made Li Xueying feel wistful once again. If it were anyone else, they could have 'trembled' their hands and get the opportunity to hug her. This monk was a true gentleman…
Upon thinking of gentleman, Li Xueying suddenly thought of her bra. She asked, "Venerable Fangzheng, aren't you curious why I climbed up the tree?"
