Tu Jiujiu, as if in a dream, unconsciously stood on tiptoes, the fragrance between her lips gently brushing against Qin Yu's neck.
"That still won't do."
Qin Yu shuddered all over, unable to help himself. He felt that if he stayed even a second longer, he'd completely lose control.
With Tu Jiujiu practically entangling herself around him, he had no choice but to accompany the girl to the edge of the waterfall.
At this moment, two little heads popped up not far away—it was Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli. The beautiful eyes of both girls were full of excitement, as if they were looking forward to what would happen next.
"You go bathe first; I'll go supervise Shuishui and the others with their cultivation."
Qin Yu used all his strength, stiff as a puppet, reluctant but firm as he pulled his arm free.
This little brat is practically tempting him to commit a crime.
If it weren't for the teasing gazes of Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli, he might've already fallen.
