Seeing Xian Qianling leaning in, you naturally reached out and whispered in her ear.
While speaking, you couldn't help but take a few extra glances at Xian Qianling's delicate little crescent-shaped ears. This was also your first such close conversation since the intimate contact in the Witch God Cave.
At an angle you couldn't see, Xian Qianling's hands were clenched tightly. The warmth of your breath as you spoke made her body tingle, as if every inch of her skin had been kissed by your lips, turning her body a soft, flushed pink. She also bit her teeth tightly to keep from making any sounds of embarrassment.
When you finished outlining the plan and looked up, you found Xian Qianling as if she had just bathed and changed, her face flushed, her skin exhibiting the unique tenderness of a young girl, as if a light pinch could squeeze out plenty of water.
"What's wrong with you?"