Ordinarily, Wang Qiuer had only just broken through to Level Ninety, so she should not have been able to pin Jiang Ming down. But to let Wang Qiuer vent the tension in her heart, Jiang Ming went along with it and lay down.
Having successfully pounced Jiang Ming to the ground, Wang Qiuer looked like a victorious female general, a rather smug smile appearing on her breathtakingly beautiful face.
She spread her legs and locked them around Jiang Ming's waist, kneeling over him like a wild little cat. Her long golden hair draped down from her forehead and shoulders, like soft cat fur lightly tickling Jiang Ming's cheeks.
It was itchy.
Wang Qiuer lowered her eyes, which gleamed with a faint golden light. Her long lashes trembled as she blinked, and Jiang Ming's reflection filled those clear, beautiful eyes and pupils. Her gaze seemed to silently tease his heart.
Jiang Ming looked back at her. He truly wanted to see just how wild Wang Qiuer could become after completely casting aside all restraints.
Yet after pouncing him down, aside from locking his waist with her legs and pressing her hands beside his head so he had to look into her eyes, she did not seem to make any further move.
Wang Qiuer remained frozen in that pose for over ten seconds!
In the end, Jiang Ming was the one who spoke up and broke the somewhat stiff atmosphere.
"Qiuer, why has your hair turned gold?"
It was a trivial question, but in their current state, it was enough to break through the awkward atmosphere.
Wang Qiuer blinked, then simply leaned back and sat on Jiang Ming's stomach.
She was not worried about crushing him. She knew exactly how strong Jiang Ming's body was, and besides, she was not heavy.
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