What happened afterward was naturally easy enough to imagine.
In the end, Yao Wan angrily took out her clothes from Xiao Yan's Storage Ring. After briefly using Dou Qi to clean the grime from her body, she turned her back to him and dressed by herself.
Watching her adorably puffed-up expression, Xiao Yan's gaze grew increasingly hazy. He strode up to her in a few quick steps, let out a soft breath, and rested his head on Yao Wan's shoulder. His warm breath brushed against her earlobe, making Yao Wan's delicate body tremble as she hurriedly dressed.
"Is Wan'er trembling?"
In an exceptionally calm tone, Xiao Yan gently rubbed against Yao Wan's sensitive earlobe. Beneath that pink, cherry-colored ear, her fair and rosy skin had taken on an unusual heat, becoming even more sensitive beneath his soft breaths.
"Eek~~ You're tickling me to death."
Yao Wan could not hide the instinctive trembling of her body, but she did not want to admit how flustered Xiao Yan had left her earlier. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her pale golden eyes held a trace of displeasure, though there was also a hint of helplessness.
"Is that so?"
As Xiao Yan answered casually, he openly admired the natural seductive charm of the woman in his arms. Wan'er was well aware of what her alluring physique meant to the opposite sex. That was why she had always liked wrapping herself up like a dumpling over the years.
Yet Yao Wan had never expected that she could guard against everyone else, only to fail to guard against the bastard currently holding her in his arms.
And now, with the beauty's clothes half-unfastened, the barely visible glimpses only stirred desire all the more.
As he inhaled the faint, unique fragrance lingering on her body, the breathing