"Mm~"
Chu Yanli's beautiful eyes opened wide, her delicate hand clenching the sheets, her slender waist slightly arched, her body trembling as if electrified.
"Stop, stop!"
"Quickly take your filthy hands away!"
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Only then did Chen Mo snap out of it.
Previously, through the golden scales, there was no real sensation.
Now, with the transformation suppressed, the scales receded, the smooth and rounded curves filled his palm, the tender and silky texture feeling like satin.
"Ahem, sorry..."
He hurriedly let go, causing a full-bodied shudder.
Chu Yanli buried her head in the pillow, after a long time, said in a muffled voice, "Close your eyes, don't look at me."
"Oh."
Chen Mo obediently closed his eyes.
After a rustling sound, he suddenly felt a chill at his neck.
Opening his eyes, he saw Chu Yanli already dressed properly, a golden aura in her hand formed into a sword, pointed at his throat, her brows filled with fierce killing intent.
