Wang Ran's expression froze.
Utterly piercing through to the womb.
He hadn't decided when to have steamed buns, yet the steamed buns were already drooling over him.
His mood was a bit of a mess.
He stood at the door, momentarily unsure what to do, whether to rush in eagerly or to sneak away on tiptoes?
He was tangled in indecision.
Rush in?
But he knew all too well that Yiya harbored impure thoughts about him, so how could he deliver himself to her doorstep?
Wouldn't that make him seem lecherous?
He was the Savior, after all!
But then he thought again, lust is human nature; who decreed that the Savior couldn't be lustful and should only focus on saving the world?
Wang Ran steeled his heart.
Resist the risqué, starting with you, him, her!
He placed his hand on the doorknob, deciding to enter and "exchange views" with Yiya, when suddenly a barely audible chant came from inside the room.
"#@¥!@¥%..."
He grew suspicious, what was this strange noise?
Click!