Locked? We're locked?
The unfamiliar term made Jiang Qingli freeze for a second before the mortifying reality of the situation dawned on her.
Baili Jing had always been gentle when it came to this. This was the first time this... this kind of thing had happened...
Jiang Qingli had heard Lin Xiyue mention that Fox Beastmen would lock up in the heat of passion, but she hadn't paid it much mind at the time. Who knew it would end up happening to her.
'I should have paid more attention.'
'This is just... too weird...'
'Why isn't it over yet...'
In less than a minute, her mind had already run in circles dozens of times, but she didn't dare make a sound. She was afraid that if she rushed Baili Jing, he would get nervous too, making it even harder for them to separate.
She pressed her lips together, slender fingers clutching the bedsheets. Her cheeks were flushed crimson, and even her fingertips had turned a delicate pink.
