Dongfang Yun took several rapid breaths to finally regain her composure.
Although she's at the pinnacle of SS rank, she is, after all, human, and she needs to breathe.
Twenty minutes of breath-holding is already her limit; just now, she held her breath for almost half an hour, far exceeding her capacity.
Now, her oxygen-deprived brain calmed down, and she remembered having Song Yun's used breathing tube in her mouth.
She even felt Song Yun's saliva on it earlier.
This was more than just an indirect kiss; it was practically an indirect ***.
Instantly, Dongfang Yun's face flushed red, her heart pounded, and she shyly lowered her head, not daring to meet Song Yun's gaze.
The others noticed Dongfang Yun's unusual state, but everyone pretended not to see it, turning their gaze towards the Ink Scale Python on the shore to avoid embarrassing her.
"That bastard Song Yun actually made Junior Sister Dongfang hold his tube."
