Chapter 394: Sense of Ritual_2

"But Xiangyang was just trying to turn the tables through spirit communication, wasn't he? I can't be of any help now, no matter which side... Huh?"

She mumbled halfway and suddenly stopped talking when she felt an itch on her thigh.

Looking down, she noticed that it was Xu Xiangyang's head lying on her knees moving restlessly.

"Really pretending to be asleep, huh? Sleeping quite soundly, too."

Zhu Qingyue couldn't help but chuckle. She observed her lover's face for a while and noticed drool escaping from the corner of his mouth.

She didn't mind the dirt and casually wiped it off with her sleeve. Her cleanliness fetish seemed ineffective when it came to this boy; then, she noticed that while he was turning his head, he was also smacking his lips.

The warm breath coming out of his mouth was, due to the special position, making the sensitive spot on her thigh itch.

"Pah."

Zhu Qingyue couldn't help but blush and gently tapped his face as a mild punishment.