Feeling Jin Xinyan's fingertips lightly gliding across his palm, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little... something inside.
To be honest, Jin Xinyan's looks and figure were quite striking, and more importantly, she possessed that unique kind of softness and charm distinctive of Jiangnan women, which was indeed a bit enticing.
Besides, it was the other party being proactive. Although Chen Feng was supposed to be on a path of self-cultivation, with such voluntary beauty served up, he didn't mind indulging a bit, as long as it was safe.
So, Chen Feng didn't hesitate to stretch out his fingers and lightly brush across her palm.
Jin Xinyan immediately felt as if electric current coursed through her body, letting out a giggle, her laughter blossoming like flowers swaying, at which Chen Feng successfully withdrew his hand.
