"Little Junior Brother, this isn't healing, it's clearly taking advantage of me."
Feng Jiuge complained teasingly, but her hands climbed up and intertwined with his hair.
Yang Cheng lifted his head, a mischievous smile on his lips, "Sister Feng, you're mistaken. Dual Cultivation is a legitimate healing method, how can it be called taking advantage?"
"Twisting words."
Feng Jiuge rolled her eyes at him, but her beautiful eyes glistened with a welcoming shyness that drew Yang Cheng irresistibly closer for a kiss.
As the two became engrossed in their kiss, Jiang Yu's cheeks turned crimson, resembling a startled rabbit wishing to leap off the bed and flee from the blushing, heart-racing scene.
"I... I'll go next door..."
She stammered, her voice barely audible.
Before she could finish, a slender yet strong hand grasped her wrist.
Jiang Yu glanced down to see it was Feng Jiuge.
"Don't go."
