"Yang Cheng, what are you doing? Let go of my mom!"
Ye Ling'Er shouted, wanting to rush in to stop him.
"Don't come over! If you stop me now, it'll all be for nothing!"
Yang Cheng gritted his teeth and shouted, then concentrated, gathering True Qi in the palm of his hand, placing it over Ye Xixue's chest.
The soft and smooth touch made the evil fire within Yang Cheng grow increasingly intense.
Ye Ling'Er moved a little closer and immediately noticed Yang Cheng's particularly prominent position, blushing in embarrassment, she cursed, "You scoundrel! How can you have improper thoughts about my mom?"
At this point, Yang Cheng had no time to explain. After confirming the injection of True Qi into Ye Xixue's body, he exhaled a turbid breath and released her hand.
"Miss Ye, any normal man would have a reaction in such a situation."
Yang Cheng explained helplessly.
