Shen Hao felt warmth fill his arms, but in his heart he tried to suppress the heat, both deliberately and intensely.
This woman was alluring, but she had thorns—and whether or not those thorns were poisonous was still uncertain. To him, this felt like an exhilarating game: constant probing, just to see who would let slip first.
"You dare to resist my Charm Skill? Aren't you afraid I'll devour you?" Lian Xiang's cheeks were rosy, her teasing voice soft and sticky.
"Heh, it's just a habit. How many times have I told you already?"
"Fine then, let's see if my Charm Skill actually works on you today." With that, Lian Xiang channeled True Qi into the ring on her finger.
Shen Hao, as instructed, released his resistance to her Charm Skill, for the first time consciously allowing himself to feel the full force of the woman's allure in his arms.
