The tender jade was gently kneaded, a tingling numbness washed over her, causing Ye Ling'er's body to instantly tense up, and the movement of her hand stopped.
Seeing this, Li Qianfan immediately ceased his kneading, cautiously observing Ye Ling'er's complexion.
To Li Qianfan's delight, Ye Ling'er merely fell silent for a moment before continuing to assist Li Qianfan in extinguishing the fire, which secretly relieved him. He then became even bolder, pinching the soft jade into various shapes.
It seemed as if Li Qianfan's palm possessed magical powers, which in no time at all had Ye Ling'er breathing more rapidly, her body growing hot as if she had fallen into a furnace.
"Qianfan, slow down a bit!"
Ye Ling'er's gaze, as she looked up at Li Qianfan, was somewhat hazy, her speech all coy, making her appear incredibly charming.