For a brief moment, Shen Jue felt as though he had ascended to the heavens.
Countless years of pursuing Tang Jingyan had earned him nothing but polite indifference, yet now she had willingly allowed him to touch her.
His heart nearly burst from happiness.
Unfortunately for him, the moment lasted only a few breaths.
Tang Jingyan carefully observed her own reaction. Nothing. No racing heartbeat.
No strange warmth spreading through her body. No weakness in her legs. No inexplicable excitement.
Not a single drop of lewd moisture overflowed her pink petals.
There was simply... nothing at all.
A hint of disappointment appeared in her eyes.
"So that's how it is."
She slowly shook her head before removing Shen Jue's hands from her shoulders.
The answer had become crystal clear.
"He really is different," she muttered softly.
Without another word, she turned and walked away. Shen Jue stared blankly at her retreating figure.
"Wait! Miss Tang!" he shouted.
"What is different?"
