Yuan Lang's expression faltered, his gaze deepening as he looked at her. "Want to find an opportunity to experience it for yourself?"
Wu Yue giggled and waved her hand. "What is there to experience? I just did, didn't I?"
Yuan Lang took two more steps toward her, his tall Beastman frame nearly pressing against hers. "Are you sure?"
Wu Yue's face instantly flushed beet-red. She stared up at the handsome Beastman Warrior, who looked almost dazzling in the sunlight, as a stampede of ten thousand alpacas thundered through her mind.
"I was talking about your chest! What kind of filth is rattling around in that head of yours?!"
He didn't know what this "filth" she was talking about was, but judging by her expression, she had clearly understood his implication.
With a slight raise of his dark brow, Yuan Lang stepped back and chuckled. "I was talking about chests. Did Yue's mind wander somewhere it shouldn't have?"
Wu Yue: "..."
