But beneath Ding Fan, things weren't so quiet, appearing hot and hard. Clearly, it was another potion taking effect; the Night Queen was quite skilled at this, just a bit of medicine would easily provoke a reaction from Ding Fan.
After Herr Ningshuang cleaned Ding Fan's whole body, she lay down next to him, embarrassed, tightly holding Ding Fan, worrying that the man she loved would disappear before her eyes.
She widened her eyes, watching Ding Fan's side profile. Her long eyelashes trembled, a faint smile appeared on her lips, softly murmuring sweet words she dared not say normally. That shy, beautiful face, that infatuated and shining gaze, could intoxicate every man in the world.
After whispering sweet nothings for a while, Herr Ningshuang shyly sat up, straddling Ding Fan. She reached out to grab her nape and pulled out her hairpin, letting her long hair fall like silk, then gently released her belt, slowly sliding down a white robe from her shoulders...
