Translator: Pika

  Zu An was completely focused on sending his ki into the tub. He paid no attention to what was happening around him.

  Ji Xiaoxi’s small face was as red as an apple. She didn’t know if this was due to the effects of the drug, or her own embarrassment.

  Even though his eyes were shut, she had never been so close to a man before.

  She felt as if the slightest movement of that hand would be enough for it to come into contact with her.

  Ji Xiaoxi b..