At this moment, the three people on the couch were stark naked. Yu Ci supported Crimson Yin's waist, propping up his upper body with tense muscles all over, and the tail end of his words had not even dissipated yet.
Yu Qing Xuan stepped through the void and arrived, facing the couch where their four eyes met.
In an instant, the scene on the couch in the room, all kinds of warm and fragrant scents, and those complex emotions that were difficult to parse or judge, all twined together.
Yu Ci was like a piece of wood, from the inside out, from physical form to thought, completely stiff. He saw that deep within Yu Qing Xuan's eyes, the image on the couch was clearly reflected. This was also his sole cognition or so-called consciousness at this stage, and besides this, he had no other thoughts.
Therefore, how long this extremely embarrassing situation ultimately lasted, he had not the slightest concept.
Until Yu Qing Xuan lowered her eyelids and spoke softly:
"They..."
Yu Ci's thoughts finally wobbled a bit, but still could not string together, acting completely like a parrot repeating words: "They..."
He could vaguely sense Yu Qing Xuan's gaze sweeping across the two female cultivators beside him. Yu Ci woke up at this moment and realized where his hand was placed, hastily lifting it. At the same time, he heard Yu Qing Xuan say:
"This is Crimson Yin."
Yu Ci was slightly startled, and seeing the direction of Yu Qing Xuan's gaze, which pointed precisely at the drowsy Crimson Yin, he could only nod blankly.
"And this one is Baiyi... It's my very first time seeing her True Person form, a very peculiar state."
Yu Ci nodded again, wondering why she recognized people so accurately.
At this time, he