Yu Lian gave it a little thought and decided that the feeling was pretty thrilling.
We should all know that any joyful, excited feelings a healthy adult experienced would inevitably show in their physical reactions.
Feifei had of course noticed Yu Lian's reaction. She gave him a flirtatious, sidelong look. "All right, I can tell. You really haven't been fooling around over the past six months."
The way she put it, where could I even go to fool around?
That was what he said, but there wasn't much conviction in his tone. Yu Lian had, after all, remembered the trial of the heart he'd faced at the seventh ring. The illusion had been so vast it couldn't even be called a dungeon; it had been an entire world of its own. In that world, he'd certainly gotten around... He'd spent more than half a century married to a certain Dragon King lady, and they'd tried even more positions than he and Feifei had. More importantly, they'd also tried every kind of group activity imaginable.
Uh, no. That was an illusion! Just an illusion! Nothing that happened in an illusion—or even in the dream realm—could count as physical. It had all been nothing more than a wet dream.
I've been abstinent for over half a year. Isn't it perfectly reasonable to use my imagination when I'm taking care of things myself?
He could tell himself that, but Yu Lian wasn't some scumbag Sea God who'd cultivated his way past all shame. He still felt a little guilty.
Then Feifei, still in his arms, got to experience his reaction firsthand once more.
"Where'd you learn this hot-and-cold trick? From some little temptress?" Feifei smiled, her eyes alluring, her lips parting to breathe out a seductive fragrance. "So, are we going for round