Miao Yan’s Insinuation
Cough cough cough
Miao Yan coughed out violently.
Blood continued to flow into this woman’s mouth. She then spat them out to the side and propped herself up. She forced herself to move to Chen Xiaolian’s side and glanced at the Tiger Tally in Chen Xiaolian’s hand.
She gave a faint smile. “The loot should be quite good, right?”
Chen Xiaolian’s heart became tense before quickly easing up. He looked at Miao Yan, not knowing what to say.
“Don’t worry… I have no interest in grabbing your item,” Miao Yan exhaled – due to the tears sustained by the skin-tight garment, Chen Xiaolian was able to observe a tear upon this woman’s front breast area… the tear revealed the outline of a billowing curve and a particularly soft, white valley…
Chen Xiaolian quickly averted his gaze.
“A Summon Type equipment? What level is it at?”
Chen Xiaolian was silent for a moment before telling the truth. “A Class.”