Kong Lingwen looked down and discovered that her clothes had become transparent after being soaked, half revealing and half concealing, even more tempting than wearing nothing.
Her cheeks reddened with embarrassment, and she quickly covered her chest, awkwardly glancing at Old Man Pan and Da Shan over there.
Fortunately, both showed understanding, not only avoiding looking her way but even closing their eyes.
"Ugh! At such a time, you still think about these things? You scared me to death just now."
Kong Lingwen coquettishly exclaimed, letting out a sigh of relief.
Yang Cheng chuckled, but he knew well that he had actually suffered internal injuries. After all, he'd been with so many women, it was impossible for just a glimpse at Kong Lingwen's body to cause a nosebleed.
However, not wanting Kong Lingwen and Ni Qingyao to worry, he didn't mention his injuries, knowing he could recover after a day or two of rest.
After a long night of turmoil, it was already early morning.
