Mu Yuesheng closed her eyes nervously. When Shi Xiaobai's fingers touched her temples, she felt a slight chill. Shi Xiaobai's fingers were not cold, but her face had heated up slightly.
"Phew."
Mu Yuesheng took a deep breath as she found it hard to clear her mind.
The fingers that had landed on her skin began to suddenly move. Gently, the fingers pressed down, causing her burning head to immediately feel like it was being dunked into a basin of cold water. The cold feeling was beyond control.
Mu Yuesheng drew a gasp as she felt her mental clouds clear up in her mind. The images she imagined in her mind appeared as though a veil had been lifted, making it extremely clear.
Mu Yuesheng immediately wanted to attempt Cogitation.