I Am a Linguist, This Is English

Nalan Yanran froze involuntarily, then noticed the increasingly unfriendly look in Xiao Yan's eyes. She pursed her lips slightly, craned her neck, and said, "Save your head. I'm telling you, I'm not..."

"Wah... What are you doing?!"

Before Nalan Yanran could finish, she felt an especially numbing sensation spread from her waist and abdomen all the way to her lower dantian, making her tremble lightly.

"You really thought I was joking? Looks like I truly need to teach you a lesson."

Xiao Yan frowned, but his hands did not stop for even a moment. A warm, blazing glow of flame emerged from his fingertips, which he precisely sent into Nalan Yanran's various acupoints. Her body went numb and weak as though she were shaking through a sieve, leaving her utterly unable to muster the strength to resist.

At the same time, he immediately used the perfectly measured power of the Heavenly Flames at his fingertips to drive together the cold energy within Nalan Yanran's meridians.

Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled as if by reflex, prompting Xiao Yi Xian, who was watching nearby, to place her fair, delicate hands on Nalan Yanran's shoulders.

"Hey, hey, Xian'er, why are you holding me down?!"

Her body was suddenly pinned by Xiao Yi Xian's delicate frame. Although Nalan Yanran, as a sword cultivator, naturally possessed the stronger physique between the two, that clearly did not apply to the current situation.

Nalan Yanran panicked. Yet no matter how she struggled, it was completely useless now.

"Isn't this because Nalan refuses to behave? If you were just a little more obedient and let Xiao Yan take a look, wouldn't that be enough?"

"So what if I let him look? He'd only make fun of me afterward..."

Nalan Yanran twisted her body uncomfortably, but the strength of