Dai Chengfeng's Astonishing Discovery

The discovery made Dai Chengfeng's heart quake violently.

He slowly lifted his head and ended the kiss, but his body still pressed over her, not immediately releasing his hold on her.

Yet the teasing had vanished from Dai Chengfeng's eyes, replaced by focus.

Zhu Zhuqing could finally breathe, gasping for air. "Aren't you getting up?"

"Don't move."

Dai Chengfeng cut her off, his voice deep, low, and grave.

Zhu Zhuqing froze, left a little dazed by his sudden seriousness.

"W-what trick are you trying to play now?"

"Feel it."

Dai Chengfeng did not explain. Instead, he slightly loosened the hand pressing down on her wrist, though he did not fully let go.

His thumb was still pressed against the center of her wrist, only it was no longer an ambiguous caress, but seemed to carry some sort of guiding intent.

"Calm your mind and feel the flow of your spirit power. Especially where we're touching."

Zhu Zhuqing did not want to listen to him at first, but Dai Chengfeng's unusually serious expression made her hesitate.

She bit her lower lip. Though she was still embarrassed and angry, she nevertheless closed her eyes as he said and tried to calm herself and sense it.

At first, all she could feel was the shame of their bodies pressed tightly together, as well as the discomfort of her wrist and every part of her body being restrained by him.

But gradually, when she truly sank her mind into it, she noticed—

The spirit power running steadily through her body was flowing uncontrollably in several directions:

The place where her wrist was pinned, the arm pressed across below her clavicle, and... the lips he had just kissed.

And from those points of contact, a scorching, domineering spirit power that did not make her reject