Jing Yan's heart was already tumultuous.
He didn't know whether to withdraw his arm at this moment or let Wuxia Heavenly Monarch continue to hold it. The jade-like hand of Wuxia Immortal Venerable was really soft and smooth.
Jing Yan could clearly smell the enchanting fragrance emanating from Wuxia.
"Jing Yan, there's something I want you to see," Wuxia Immortal Venerable said softly.
She pulled Jing Yan along.
Into her boudoir.
This wasn't the first time Jing Yan had been in Wuxia Immortal Venerable's boudoir. When he first arrived in Wuxia City, he had entered it. But this time, Jing Yan felt a bit different.
Once inside the room, Wuxia let go of Jing Yan's hand. With a flick of her finger, the purple long dress on her body disappeared.
A perfect body, skin as white as snow, came into Jing Yan's view. Jing Yan realized that what Wuxia Immortal Venerable wanted to show him was probably this.
Jing Yan's cheeks blushed slightly.
