“Mn.” The woman nodded. She tightly gripped onto the corner of his clothes, however, an evident slight blush could be seen on her face.
Watching what looked like an affectionate and loving scene, Zhu Yao was so furious, she even began to feel hurt on the inside.
Master, your disciple is right here. Why are you staring at her face? Look a little lower! Look at the bottom half of her body!
(Eh? Something sounds strange about this? )