Wu Yue's mind felt muddled. Her arm was pressed against the Beastman's solid chest. She wanted to push him away but couldn't summon any strength. Instead, her touch felt more like a gentle tease.
The Beastman's breathing beside her cheek hitched, then grew even hotter.
In a daze, Wu Yue felt the bridge of the Beastman's nose brush against hers. Their breaths mingled, and she could see the undisguised, all-consuming inferno that burned in his eyes.
"PFFFT!!!"
The amorous atmosphere was shattered by a loud fart. Yuan Lang's handsome face instantly darkened.
The sound startled Wu Yue from her stupor. Her arms, limp just a moment ago, were suddenly filled with strength, and she shoved the Beastman away, letting Lin Feng soothe the heat radiating from her body.
Yuan Lang bent his left leg, as if to hide something. His muscular arm covered his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing.
