'Xijing didn't understand. His destined mate clearly wasn't Qiao Xixi, so why was he aroused when she touched his Jue Pearl?'
Qiao Xixi looked at Xijing. 'He doesn't seem very happy, does he?'
She patted Xijing's hand, and he snapped back to reality. The spot she had touched felt seared, sending a wave of heat through his entire body.
"I'm fine. I was just surprised, that's all. Thank you... Qiao Xixi."
'And here I thought he didn't want it.'
"Don't mention it. Besides, I'm not helping you for free."
"I will repay you."
Qiao Xixi took out the Jue Pearl. Its smooth, supple texture was so captivating she couldn't bear to part with it. She couldn't help but secretly stroke it again.
Xijing's entire body went rigid. His pearlescent white skin flushed a visible crimson.
A low, muffled groan escaped his throat. He frantically reached for Qiao Xixi's hand. "No, don't..."
Qiao Xixi was baffled. "What's wrong?"
Xijing panted softly, his chest rising and falling dramatically.
