"Mmm..."
Shen Zhixia whimpered, covering her flushed cheeks with both hands. Her heart was pounding like a deer in flight, almost leaping out of her chest.
Yet at this critical moment, Chen Mo suddenly sensed something. He looked up through the gauze curtains and saw a red-clad phantom leaning against the screen, gazing at them with a ghostly look.
"Daoist Venerable?!"
Chen Mo shivered.
"Brother, what did you say?"
Shen Zhixia hadn't noticed anything unusual and asked in confusion.
Chen Mo snapped back to reality, rubbed his eyes, and looked again, only to see that the figure had disappeared.
But he was very sure it was not an illusion!
"Ahem, it's nothing." Chen Mo cleared his throat and said, "I just suddenly remembered something... If we are to dual cultivate, the first time is especially important, proper preparation is necessary..."
