Demon Flame Descends

Yao Wan had no desire whatsoever to experience again what had happened last night.

After being forcibly held down by them, she had been filled up in the most simple and direct way...

Yao Wan coughed softly. What was even more frightening was not merely the bewilderment that had surged without end like raging waves, but that the reserve in her heart had also slowly crumbled away, bit by bit, along cracks like an ant nest.

After all, there was that saying...

How did it go again...

The shortest distance between a man and a woman was that thing...

After avoiding Xiao Yan's gaze, a rosy flush unconsciously spread across Yao Wan's cheeks. They felt terribly hot, leaving her lightheaded and dizzy.

She had always dismissed such a saying with disdain, but sometimes, there truly was quite a gap between theory and practice.

It was not as though the saying had to be correct, but when it came to Yao Wan and Xiao Yan's relationship, it really was not wrong.

"...Shameless."

Faced with Xiao Yan's teasing, the blush had yet to fade from Yao Wan's cheeks as she muttered instinctively.

"Wan'er, you're not usually all that proper yourself, are you? Isn't it a little unfair to call only me shameless?"

Xiao Yan leaned a little closer, frightening Yao Wan into instinctively shifting her snowy backside backward.

"I said keep your distance!"

Xiao Yan's sudden movement had indeed given Yao Wan quite a fright. Her lovely brows trembled faintly before she sternly warned him. Yet to Xiao Yan, her actions were less intimidating than they were adorable.

"Ah..."

"But Wan'er never said how far apart we had to stay, did you?"

"Don't exploit loopholes! That's not what I meant..."

Faced with Xiao Yan, who had become increasingly audacious around her, Yao