Bab 67: 65. The real battle is the battle beneath the skirt.

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Dawn broke.

It was only after Yun, swaying her waist, leaning on the wall to walk out, that Liu Ruoxue, who had been standing between the cliffs and listening all night at the corner of the wall, finally opened her eyes. Yet, that face as pure as snow and as exquisite as jade still had a hint of crimson left on her cheeks.

She never thought that a woman could make such lascivious sounds or utter such vulgar, unbearable words.

As she listened, she felt her own legs beginning to rub together unconsciously, and a sense of unspeakable pleasure and restlessness started to flood her heart.

So she had no choice but to close her eyes and listen with her ears to them.

It made her blush and her ears turn red, so she simply closed her eyes and blocked her ears in the middle of the night, only occasionally daring to sneak a peek.

Otherwise, she feared she might lose control as well.