Aben looked at Ye Chen, her hair disheveled, exuding a lazy charm, her eyes shimmering and her red lips as if about to drip, making her irresistibly alluring.
Seeing such a sight, even the usually indifferent Ye Chen nearly succumbed, his heart pounding incessantly, his lips dry and parched.
Yet, in the end, he was no ordinary man and struggled to calm down, shouting, "Aben, wake up!"
This was the divine sound of the Dao, capable of awakening one's consciousness.
Aben let out a soft moan and suddenly hugged Ye Chen tightly, her alluring voice echoing in Ye Chen's mind, "Ye Chen, I love you, I want to be your woman!"
With a buzz, this voice was like the most potent hypnosis, further eroding Ye Chen's already not-so-strong spiritual intelligence, causing it to collapse instantly.
The two fell into the Pocket World, a flash of light appeared, sealing it completely.
Faintly, a soft moan was heard, tinged with a hint of pain, "It hurts!"
"I'm sorry!"
