Not long after, Yang Xiao's cheeks gradually turned red, and her breathing became rapid.
"Brother Chen, I'm so hot, am I having a fever?"
Yang Cheng touched her forehead with the back of his hand; sure enough, it was scorching, and a layer of sweat had already formed.
Before he could speak, Yang Xiao had already wrapped herself around him, holding his waist tightly, her whole body nestled against him.
"You're so cool, it feels so good!"
Yang Xiao murmured softly, her abnormal body temperature causing Yang Cheng's heart to tremble.
He quickly grasped Yang Xiao's wrist and checked her pulse, realizing that the drug's effects were excessive, and to avoid affecting her internal organs, all the medicinal power had surged to her lower abdomen.
At this point, Yang Xiao appeared as if she had consumed an aphrodisiac, her supple body writhing against Yang Cheng, her small hands groping around, touching the dormant dragon.
"Hiss..."
