Shen Xuan quickly made a choice.
He lightly tapped the back of Zhu Yingying.
A stream of pure Spiritual Power penetrated into Zhu Yingying's dantian, quickly flowing through her meridians and into her Sea of Consciousness.
Zhu Yingying suddenly woke up.
Seeing her clothes half-undone, tightly embracing Shen Xuan, her pretty face turned crimson, and she quickly burrowed under the quilt.
She knew she had issues with her Charm Technique acting up.
Unexpectedly, she had taken the initiative to embrace Shen Xuan.
"Master Shen, I didn't do it on purpose."
"Go to sleep!"
Shen Xuan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sat solemnly.
Zhu Yingying peeked out from under the quilt, secretly glanced at Shen Xuan, and seemed to have thought of something.
Her pretty face blushed again, and she quietly hid under the quilt, covering her head.
The tent was filled with a faintly ambiguous atmosphere.
Morning.
