This Qingyang Qili was still too young. How could she open the door at a time like this? I had already isolated our auras. At most, the other side would know something was wrong here, but not what had happened inside. Yet now that they had seen how close we were and the look on her face asking what was going on, wasn't that just handing them leverage?
But what was done was done, and I had thrown caution to the wind. This matter couldn't be delayed any longer. After closing the door, I had Sun Hanxi stand guard. Then I waved a hand, cleaned up the whole mess, and restored the beautiful bed to its original state.
"All right, then we'll handle this strictly as official business. If I offend you in any way, Miss Qingyang, please don't take it to heart. Just think of me as... as a physician." I spoke while suppressing my emotions and keeping my voice calm.
Qingyang Qili nodded, her face faintly flushed. Then, facing me, she undid the round clasp.
Seeing that she had lowered her guard, I no longer retained any overly personal feelings. Instead, I very straightforwardly extended my hand, beginning beneath her neck and moving inch by inch. At the same time, my sword-thread meridians slipped beneath her smooth skin. As she circulated her cultivation technique, they quickly seized the paths along which it moved.
With my eyes closed, I did not look at her expression. Instead, I suppressed the fluctuations of emotion within me with all my might, and my hand began slowly moving according to the locations I had detected.
I had to admit that no matter how self-controlled I was, physical contact would inevitably make me restless. What was more, the person before me was the dream