Chapter 142: The Seed of Suspicion

Buttocks and armpits.

For females, these are two extremely private areas.

Besides themselves, perhaps only the opposite sex with whom they have vowed to spend their lives would have the chance to see these parts.

Even Siya, who lay there now, had no opportunity to see them while Tiya was still under the curse that repelled men.

Yet at this very moment, a dark-haired young man, who she had just met and even clashed with, was speaking this information with an unfathomable gaze.

Siya wanted to scoff at this notion.

But upon seeing Tiya's distraught expression, he felt like he was about to crack apart.

"Tiya, what's... what's wrong with you?"

Siya, who had always had smooth sailing, still didn't want to consider the worst scenario.

Therefore, even though his head was buzzing, he forced a smile and asked.

"He... I..."

Tiya's head shook slightly, and she recoiled, subconsciously hugging her arms tightly around her.

Right now, she felt a chill sweep through her entire body.