Chapter 47: An act
Ding Songyan slowly turned his head and caught sight of a face equally suited to joy and anger, flickering in and out of the deep night, captivating the soul and intoxicating the senses.
At some point, Ji Hanyi had slipped beneath his covers. She lay less than two fists away from him, close enough for him to hear her breathing and feel her warmth.
I didn't notice at all again... Is someone newly in the Celestial-Human Realm so much stronger than someone at the Perfected Law Realm? Or can only Great Grandmasters practicing Hundun's techniques manage this? Or has Little Sister Qingyan evolved some extraordinary art? An intense sense of suffocation instantly gripped Ding Songyan.
He suddenly sighed and said with earnest concern:
"Little Sister, you've already come of age. You can't just share a bed with a man, not even your second brother."
Using those words as his opening, Ding Songyan lifted the covers, got out of bed with perfect composure, picked up his clothes, and put them on.
Ji Hanyi merely watched him from her side, amusement in her lovely eyes, without stopping him.
Only once Ding Songyan had finished dressing did she sit up, clutching the quilt and wrapping herself tightly in it. Only her infinitely enchanting head remained exposed, her black hair loose, her face delicate and lovely, carrying a hint of grievance and an air of frailty.
Heat surged through Ding Songyan's body. He couldn't help raising his head, avoiding looking straight at her.
This demoness-no, this little sister-is far too good at this, isn't she?
Has she started practicing World-Enchanting Charm as well?
Before Ji Hanyi could speak, Ding Songyan took the initiative:
"Little Sister, there's something I want to ask you."
*What 'fine great deeds you've done'? I didn't