As Chen Zhixing opened his eyes, at the moment he looked down.
His gaze instantly penetrated the thin veil before him and saw an alabaster body adorned with black, mysterious runes, bowing over a desk in his embrace, meticulously tracing rune upon rune.
And as Chen Zhixing looked down.
Moo Yuemei, who heard the question, instinctively also raised her head to look over.
Their gazes met instantly in the air.
The next moment.
One of them quickly closed their eyes, the other swiftly lowered their head.
Thump thump thump.
Their hearts simultaneously began to beat faster.
Chen Zhixing kept his eyes tightly shut, his heart pounding as it never had before.
He was not a lecherous person, nor someone inexperienced and naive.
The reason for his reaction was still because... the situation was far too sensitive!
"She is my master after all!" Chen Zhixing took a deep breath, forcefully pressing down the sudden heat rising in his heart.
"What's happening to me? This is my disciple!"