Bingdisi's body was right in front of me, so close, breathing mingled. I could even catch a faint whiff of fragrance: Sister Bing didn't have the habit of using perfume; this scent was the innate holy breath of a Goddess. I looked at that beautiful face with closed eyes, while her voice was hollering on all channels: "Damn it! I'm stuck! I'm still stuck! Can't get out, can't get out — You, Chen, think of a way, and Sandora, why do you suddenly have a Commander's Sword in your hand..."
"Calm down! Sandora! Impulsiveness is a devil!" I hurriedly pressed down the eager Queen beside me, then did the same to the equally eager Lin Xue and Qianqian, "And you two as well, Lin Girl and Qianqian. Bingdisi is one with me right now. I understand your urge to beat her, but physiologically, I can't accept it..."
