Bing Hanxue quietly watched Huo Yuhao huddled in the corner of the bed.
The shock and astonishment in her pale blue eyes gradually faded, replaced by an undisguised, intensely aggressive desire to explore.
He had to admit that this sovereign of the Far North really had been holding herself back earlier.
Even when they had been so close that their breaths mingled, she had stopped at mere physical contact, without actually forcing her way past that final, most fatal boundary.
But now, things were clearly different.
After witnessing the ice-fire taiji spring that defied all common sense, this Million-Year Soul Beast had had her appetite thoroughly whetted.
Her seemingly cool gaze fixed on Huo Yuhao's lower abdomen, as though she could see through his flesh and look straight into the secrets of his dantian.
She leaned forward slightly, her fair fingers sliding up along the edge of the quilt until they finally rested on Huo Yuhao's chest.
"I now feel that our earlier exchange barely scratched the surface."
Bing Hanxue's voice carried an authority that brooked no refusal. She moved to lift the thin quilt as she continued, "We really need to conduct some deeper physical exploration of that fascinating structure inside you."
Huo Yuhao's scalp prickled, and every hair on his body stood on end.
This really was going to be the death of him.
Of course he understood what this formidable woman meant by "deeper exploration."
If he actually let her follow her curiosity any further, someone was definitely going to end up dead in this room tonight.
"No, no, no!"
Huo Yuhao clutched the quilt with both hands and shook his head like a rattle, speaking so fast he nearly bit his tongue. "There's absolutely no need to go that deep! I have a better, more direct