When Ye Zhen sensed Liao Feibai's delicate body trembling as if electrified, he realized something was amiss and understood what was happening.
In the past, when he and Caiyi rode the Cloud Winged Tiger King to roam the world, it was a frequent occurrence; whenever Caiyi sat in front, Ye Zhen would instinctively wrap his arm around Caiyi's slender waist.
Over time, it became almost an instinct and habit.
Ye Zhen didn't expect that this habit would extend to today.
Feeling embarrassed, Ye Zhen hurriedly withdrew his hand, but secretly admired Liao Feibai's figure.
Liao Feibai's usual dress was slightly loose, making her well-proportioned figure barely discernible; however, from the personal touch today, Ye Zhen realized Liao Feibai's waist was truly slender, complementing her ample bosom, which if dressed a bit less, would indeed be voluptuous.
"Next time if you do this again, I'll chop off these dog paws of yours!"
