After an intimate kiss, Ye Tian released Wang Bingbing's embrace and said with a smile, "Let's go, I'll take you to get a room."
Hearing this, Wang Bingbing, who was usually carefree, actually blushed and nodded, humming softly like a mosquito, "Mm."
Ye Tian was startled too, thinking to himself that the little maid was not her usual rebellious self today—she was even acting submissive, ready to be plucked like a piece of clothing. It was over, she must have been entranced by him.
While he was pondering this, a sudden pain emerged from within his body, and Ye Tian groaned, his complexion turning ashen.
"What's wrong?" Wang Bingbing asked concernedly.
Ye Tian furrowed his brow and slowly circulated his pure Inner Clan Mastery, suppressing the fluctuations of the Crystal Ball.
After a long while, Ye Tan said, "I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable and need to go back to adjust my condition. We can get a room next time, and then I'll definitely devour you, hehehe."