Yan Huan rubbed his shoulder, his face gradually covered by a terrifying shadow, as if evolving into some dreadful creature,
"Alright... I'll teach you, Sister Shiyu..."
"..."
Ye Shiyu remained with her back to Yan Huan, unmoving.
However, after Yan Huan said those words, her body trembled almost imperceptibly.
Yet before she could react, a scorching big hand fell, forcibly turning her over to face him.
Coming back to her senses, Ye Shiyu widened her eyes, pursing her lips with a pitiful look as she gazed at Yan Huan.
She watched helplessly as Yan Huan's hand, like an iron clamp, restrained her, as he lowered his head...
"Mmm..."
In the last second, no matter how strong she appeared, she couldn't help but let out a whimper from deep in her throat, then immediately closed her eyes.
"..."
Yet, the anticipated storm did not arrive.
Instead, it was replaced by Yan Huan's murmuring in her ear,
"Sister Shiyu...
"Thank you for saying those things to me earlier..."
