Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

Even the slightest touch or stimulation can bring a sensation five times greater than usual.

And it came unexpectedly.

Caught completely off guard, the crazy beauty's body went limp.

His chest hit the table in front of him.

It made a "bang" sound.

This commotion.

Finally, it attracted the attention of some people.

Someone looked over.

The stunningly beautiful woman sitting in the cubicle seemed to be feeling unwell.

but.

Do not look at what is improper.

I only glanced at it briefly.

Everyone looked away.

however.

Even that brief moment of intense gaze was enough to make the crazy beauty tense up.

"The longer the time."

"The greater the impact of these constraints, the more significant the consequences."

"As for where the end is, even I don't know."

"Senior, would you like to give it a try?"

Shakya: "..."

Of course she didn't want to.

but……

There is only one road left.

Do we really have to do that?

"Hmph!"

Once again.

The sensation of every inch of skin being stimulated became increasingly pronounced.

And it is expanding and deepening at a chilling pace.

The restricted body could not support it at all.

at the moment.

The crazy beauty needs to exert all her strength just to sit in the chair.

If this continues...

They'll definitely be exposed!

That's it.

Shakya slowly rose from his seat.

Although she is tall.

But his limbs are very slender.

He hid under the chair.

He completely hid himself.

If someone had been watching that cubicle closely, they probably would have noticed.

That stunningly beautiful woman simply "disappeared" quietly.

However, a suspicious bulge appeared beneath the boy's feet.

of course.

That can only be seen from a specific angle.

Once someone gets that close.

no doubt.

Su Qing will definitely be able to notice.

of course.

At this moment, with her entire body completely restricted, the crazy beauty absolutely cannot do anything.

In her senses, which were weakened countless times.

Nowhere is safe right now.

There are traps everywhere.

One careless mistake.

The feeling of unease that someone would discover them immediately lingered.

especially.

What she's about to do absolutely cannot be seen by anyone!

The crazy beauty was starting to understand a little better now.

Chapter 738 The word "master" must not be uttered.

Why is it that the Dao Lord keeps suffering losses at the hands of this brat?

This guy.

He's no pushover!

She slowly lowered her head.

From this perspective.

The boy peeked out through a crack in his hand.

If you can't see it, then so be it.

Seeing it clearly only amplifies the sense of immorality.

Logically speaking...

People like Shasala.

In reality, there is very little sense of "morality".

Morality, righteousness, and shame—these things are meaningless to her.

If only a few people possess even a little bit of reverence.

Perhaps the only thing we can do is rely on knowledge.

Shakya always felt that...

The content that is put on paper has its own soul.

This has nothing to do with the author.

It is a pure, unalterable, and unshakeable force.

Hard to imagine.

This is all.

With proper preservation, it was passed down for thousands of years.

It will bring the same thoughts and ideas to countless people.

Just like...

Heaven and earth, time, are all connected by the same thread.

This was true for Shakya, who had no origin and nowhere to go, even though he was visible to the naked eye.

It has an irresistible charm.

and so.

Along with it.

Shakya also showed some tolerance towards those who were willing to go to the study to read quietly.

of course.

Like that.

He stared intently at her face, completely forgetting his original purpose.

She didn't give her a pleasant look.

The crazy beauty felt that she only had this one little bit of weakness in her heart.

It was never shown to anyone.

Even the Dao Lord whose soul was connected to her might not know about this.

At most, I only knew that she had a love for reading.

Then the problem is coming.

How did the boy in front of me manage to pinpoint this detail so precisely and use it to set a trap for himself?

There were no more things I could think about.

The unique, aggressive, and scorching aura of youth was already palpable.

If not.

It cannot end.

Compared to the current predicament and humiliation.

What she couldn't stand even more was the stagnation.

call--

Forget it.

Practice makes perfect.

She slightly raised her eyes.

The red light emanating from those clear eyes was hard to ignore.

His eyes conveyed a message: You wait.

Don't let it fall into my hands.

I don't know.

It is precisely this contrast that makes it so captivating.

The young man remained remarkably calm.

He only glanced at her with his eyes lowered.

Shakya: "..."

hateful.

at last.

She slowly lowered her proud head.

The cubicles are small.

The table is quite small.