It seems that during the time Hua Ci was sealed, she did not lose consciousness at all, she heard everything I said.
Lu Ye struggled a bit more: "What Yuqing?"
Hua Ci's beautiful eyes sparkled, her face radiant with a smile: "Pretending!"
As she said this, with a slight exertion of mana, she raised her hand and tossed Lu Ye onto the bed beside, instantly Lu Ye lay with limbs spread on it.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Hua Ci sauntering gracefully towards him, crawling from the foot of the bed, limbs bent like a cat slowly approaching.
"What are you going to do?" Lu Ye's heart was in turmoil.
Although a moment before, Hua Ci's various gestures had stirred him, the feeling was entirely different after the shift from attack to defense.
With a slight sink, Hua Ci's delicate hand gently drew circles on Lu Ye's chest, her tone languid: "Heartless man, you're doomed!"
