Cen Xian'er's voice turned soft and syrupy, full of ambiguity. Like a little kitten, it made one's heart itch.
Lu Chengwen turned his head and stared at Cen Xian'er on the bed in utter shock.
Oh my god, this scene is way too familiar.
Lu Chengwen hurried over. "Senior, I'll give you another burst of true qi. Try to control it!"
As Lu Chengwen spoke, he propped Cen Xian'er upright and was just about to channel his power from behind her when her body went limp, and she fell straight into his arms.
Cen Xian'er's eyes were sultry, a smile lingering on her lips. She took Lu Chengwen's hand and guided it around to press against her chest, letting out a soft cry as though she were enjoying it immensely. Her other hand stroked Lu Chengwen's cheek.
"Compared to true qi, I want something else..."
Lu Chengwen quickly pulled his hand back. "Senior, stop fooling around. This is going to cause trouble..."
Lu Chengwen retreated, and Cen Xian'er turned over and crawled toward him.
"Then how do you want to do it? Tell me. I'll listen to you..."
Lu Chengwen had backed all the way to the head of the bed. Cen Xian'er climbed onto him, pressing tightly against him as she brought her lips to his ear. "Little brother, isn't my body soft?"
"Soft. Very soft." Lu Chengwen kept moving her unruly hands away. "But, Senior, didn't you say you could neutralize this poison? Try again, please..."
"I don't have the strength. And I don't really want to neutralize it. Help me, okay? Help me, and I'll be good to you..."
Lu Chengwen was drenched in sweat, his heart filled with anxiety.
Cen Xian'er was different from other girls. Her identity was still a mystery. All he knew was