Within a few seconds, the ice on Leng Qianxue's body started melting, gradually revealing Leng Qianxue's cold body.
Splat~
Suddenly, Wang Teng felt his palm pressing on a certain soft spot. Then… it sunk in.
He was a little surprised and pinched it unconsciously. It felt… not bad.
However, he realized that the atmosphere around him was a little strange. He turned and looked at everyone, only to see them staring at his palm as if they had seen a ghost.
It was hard to tell if they were angry or envious.
Wang Teng seemed to have noticed something. He turned his head stiffly and looked at his palm. A drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Damn it!
He seemed to have placed it somewhere he shouldn't have.
He didn't notice it when he pasted it on the ice. Now, he realized that the position was just right… pfft, it was a little tricky.
This was awkward.
But it didn't matter. Leng Qianxue had exhausted much of her Origin Of Life so she must be unconscious now.
