Facing Fan Qingyin's Charming Skill, Ye Haochuan resorted to his old method—biting his tongue hard, which made him slightly sober up immediately.
However, thinking about Fan Qingyin, who had repeatedly plotted against him, Ye Haochuan also felt a surge of anger. Damn, do you think it's fun to flirt with me? Let me set a fire for you and see how you play then!
Thus, Ye Haochuan, clinging to the last bit of his rationality, continued to let Fan Qingyin manipulate him.
"Come on, pretty boy... come on..."
Fan Qingyin continued to use her Charming Skill, creating Phantom Sounds. It wasn't long before Ye Haochuan, whose Divine Soul was bewitched, followed her into a bedroom.
Damn, this Phantom Sound Sect's Charming Skill really is something, heh heh.
Ye Haochuan thought to himself with a sleazy expression.