What happened afterward was naturally easy enough to imagine.
In the end, Yao Wan huffed as she took her own dress from Xiao Yan's Storage Ring. After briefly using Dou Qi to clean the filth from her body for the time being, she turned her back and began dressing by herself.
Seeing that adorably puffed-up look on the woman, Xiao Yan could not help the dazed color in the depths of his eyes growing richer. He stepped forward in a few quick strides, then gently let out a breath of stale air. Immediately after, he rested his head on Yao Wan's shoulder, his warm breath falling against her earlobe and making Yao Wan's delicate body tremble while she was busy putting on her clothes.
"Is Wan'er trembling?"
Xiao Yan spoke in an extremely calm tone as he gently nuzzled Yao Wan's sensitive earlobe. Beneath that tender, cherry-pink earlobe, the fine skin, fair with a flush of red, carried an unusual heat. Under his soft breaths, it instead became even more sensitive.
"Eek~~ you're tickling me to death."
Yao Wan could not hide the instinctive trembling of her delicate body, but she also did not want to admit the sorry state Xiao Yan had driven her into just now. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure in her light golden eyes, though also a little helplessness.
"I see."
As Xiao Yan replied without much inflection, he admired the natural seductive charm of the person in his arms without the slightest restraint. Wan'er was deeply aware of what this seductive body of hers meant to the opposite sex. It was precisely because of this that, for so many years, she had always liked wrapping herself up like a rice dumpling.
But Yao Wan had not expected that