"Lumpy?"
"What happened to her? Is someone outside?"
A familiar voice sounded beside her ear, mingled with the waves and a little noise outside the window.
Zhao Ling abruptly came to her senses, only to discover that the feeling of being possessed by a god had vanished completely. In its place came a tidal surge of sensation that nearly knocked her unconscious-
Although Nangong Ye had left a mark on her before leaving, to make it easier for Zhao Ling to contact the man she loved, Zhao Ling had never experienced anything like this.
Only after gritting her teeth and rousing her spiritual awareness did Zhao Ling discover that she was lying atop a voluptuous figure, their openings aligned. Sweat poured off her, and she could hear soft panting beside her ear-
"Hm?!"
Zhao Ling had been standing in Linde Hall just a moment ago. In the blink of an eye, she was suddenly on top of a woman. She shuddered and straightened up in shock, only to collide directly with a man's chest.
Thump~
She looked back in horror, only to find a familiar, coldly handsome face regarding her with slight puzzlement.
And beneath her lay a flushed, bespectacled woman whose large, hazy eyes looked rather bewildered. "Senior Bu?!"
Zhao Ling looked back and forth in astonishment.
"You-you two are-"
As she spoke, she realized that she was sandwiched between them. Not only was she completely naked, but her figure had changed considerably too. A red stone pendant hung around her neck. She had seen it before; it was Senior Nangong's personal Dharma Artifact.
Feeling as though she must be having a nightmare, Zhao Ling quickly looked around, then turned to Senior Bu's glasses. Sure enough, the lenses reflected an incomparably beautiful, aloof, ethereal face-and the expert pressed close