滴～
The sound echoed in the spacious cave mansion.
Qingyue hung suspended with her arms crossed, head lowered, her slightly closed eyes trembled softly. Silvery white hair cascaded in disarray over her shoulders, chest.
In this state where her Spiritual Power, Soul Power, and sight were all blocked, Qingyue's delicate body, no different from an ordinary person, was soaked in sweat. She suddenly tilted her head back with a flush, showing a fractured beauty.
Her ruby-like eyes opened wide, and a misty haze filled her gaze.
Qingyue wanted to tiptoe, but no matter how much she strained her arches, she couldn't manage it.
She was intimately familiar with her place of retreat, and thus clearly knew her toes were only three centimeters above the ground, yet no matter how she tried, she couldn't cross this short distance.
The height, controlled perfectly by her Junior Brother.
The Junior Brother truly excelled at this kind of thing!
'I want to... but I can't show weakness now!'
