'Well, this was just great. She was afraid that by the time he caught up, Mingye would have already popped the fruit into his mouth.'
"Why don't you go out?"
Chu Jing looked up at Qiu Ye, the only other person in the room who could still move, and asked.
"Since it's an arrangement from Xiao Jing, of course I'm willing to help."
Qiu Ye smiled and nodded.
"I'll be back to keep you company after I finish washing the dishes."
...
Half an hour later, Chu Jing slowly lifted the hands she had placed on the two men to perform her Magic.
She raised a hand and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.
She lifted her gaze, her eyes falling on the two Beastmen on the floor.
Chu Jing's gaze slowly swept over their chests. For a moment, she couldn't tell if it was nervousness or some other emotion at play, and her eyes couldn't help but drift downward for a few seconds.
