It was not that Huo Yuhao was playing dumb or failed to understand Zhang Lexuan's meaning.
Drinking simply led to trouble, especially when the wine had been drugged.
Even with Xian Lin'er's Super Douluo constitution, Huo Yuhao had to hold himself back every time, afraid something might go wrong.
Even if he was not fully satisfied afterward, he could always go to Zhu Zhuqing, Snow Empress, or Demon Empress to vent fiercely, so there was no danger of his frustration becoming a problem.
But if the medicinal wine clouded his mind and he unleashed his full strength, Huo Yuhao worried that he might leave Zhang Lexuan psychologically scarred.
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Am I some man-eating tigress?"
Zhang Lexuan chuckled. After so many late-night conversations over drinks, she had long since figured out Huo Yuhao's temperament.
Besides, this time the little cabbage had delivered himself right to her door. How could she possibly let him escape?
She pressed Huo Yuhao back into his seat, then squeezed onto the same chair.
The already narrow chair now held two people. Their bodies pressed together, exchanging warmth, while a fragrance like a secluded orchid in an empty valley filled Huo Yuhao's nose.
"Of course Xiaotao and the others told me. They even described every detail of how you took the pills, without leaving out a single word,
"as clear as could be. Xiaotao and Ming'er even formed their soul cores outright with your help—"
Zhang Lexuan placed particular emphasis on the word "help."
Clearly, the so-called process of taking the pills was anything but simple.
It was no wonder Zhang Lexuan had suddenly become so bold.
Those four had been shameless enough to make their move on Huo Yuhao so early, but afterward, he had left the academy