"Palace Master..."
"I've told you, call me Shuanghua."
"Shuanghua, I..." Chen Nan wasn't sure if Ling Shuanghua was in her right mind, but her cultivation was truly at the Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection. If he offended her, he certainly couldn't handle the consequences.
Therefore, even if Ling Shuanghua was exceedingly tempting and even a bit forward, he was still unwilling to get too entangled.
But his resistance only made Ling Shuanghua more assertive. She suddenly stood up and embraced him, her voluptuous figure pressing tightly against him, instantly causing his blood to surge.
"Hehe, Xiao Nan, are you saying the Palace Master of the Moon God Palace isn't good enough for you?"
Ling Shuanghua stood up, half a head taller than Chen Nan, holding the stunned Chen Nan tightly in her embrace, the soft touch making Chen Nan feel as if he was enveloped in cotton.
A unique, faint fragrance wafted from her body, causing Chen Nan to feel somewhat dizzy and bewitched.
