Feng Feiyun seemed to have expected that she would suddenly make a move as he was even faster. He slightly shifted his neck, and he was able to dodge her sharp fingers. One hand fiercely attacked and struck her jade arm.

Feng Jianxue didn’t expect Feng Feiyun’s reaction to be so fast. After all, the both of them were wrapped in the blanket, and they were hugging each other tightly, only separated by a layer of clothes. Under such an intimate situation without distance, he was still able to have time to return the blow.

This could only mean one thing, that he had expected her to make a move earlier!

The flame in the middle of Feng Jianxue’s brows became even more sprightly. It spread throughout her whole body; even her face started to transform and her facial features became even more meticulously beautiful. Her presence became a bit ethereal, with a layer of mist starting to form around her face.

Compared to the bewitching young man that Feng Feiyun met the other night, she was quite similar; however, the bewitching young man was wearing male clothing, and he had tied back his hair — extremely handsome. Right now, her hair was a complete loose mess, with flirtatious silky eyes; she could...