When Purple Death pulled back, a faint flush colored her cheeks, but her gaze remained perfectly steady.
"…There. Now take your hand out."
Li Feng stared at her.
For several seconds, he could not say a word.
This was not how things were supposed to go.
Purple Death tilted her head slightly and looked at him.
"What?"
Li Feng blinked.
Then he smiled wryly and let out a short sigh.
"…Nothing."
At last, he released her.
His warm hand slipped out from beneath her robe, and Purple Death immediately seized the opportunity.
Her eyes flashed.
Before he could change his mind, or before that shameless smile of his could turn serious again, she pulled her clothes tightly around herself and rushed toward the door.
BANG!
The wooden door slammed open.
Morning light spilled into the room as she disappeared in a flurry of robes and hurried footsteps.
Li Feng remained standing there, completely naked, staring at the empty doorway.
