Li Yan was in the prime of his vigor, and as a body cultivator, his desires in certain respects were several times stronger than those of other cultivators.
Moreover, he and Gong Chenying already had an agreement to become Dao companions. Being with her naturally put him in a different state of mind, and his nerves no longer remained so tightly strung.
His nose brushed against her dark hair, and a faint fragrance drifted into it. For that brief instant, Li Yan actually lost himself.
Fortunately, Li Yan had always possessed formidable self-control. In an instant, he sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly steadied his breath and focused his mind.
As the Gui Water True Scripture circulated at high speed, a chill shot straight to the crown of his head. The surging thoughts in his mind immediately returned to normal.
When he looked again at the peerless, coldly beautiful profile of the woman beside him, his eyes had already regained their clarity.
Only a fleeting moment had passed, yet Gong Chenying still noticed something unusual. When she hurriedly turned to look at Li Yan, she saw a pair of crystal-clear, sharply defined black-and-white eyes fixed upon her.
Caught under Li Yan's gaze, Gong Chenying's lovely face could not help flushing red.
"What... what are you looking at?"
"Princess Consort Qing'a, of course!"
Li Yan replied.
"Oh!"
Gong Chenying had already averted her gaze. She answered softly, then looked elsewhere again, though all that lay there was darkness.
Seeing that she had simply accepted it, Li Yan was rather surprised. He could not help comparing her to Zhao Min.
Had he said that to Zhao Min before they became Dao companions, although she had long since given her heart to him, she would surely have blushed bashfully or snorted lightly