Mu Shuangshuang also feared those egg-laying bugs.
Lu Yuanfeng swallowed, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on Mu Shuangshuang's back.
It was a completely different feeling; her slender back had little flesh, making Lu Yuanfeng's hand seem particularly large and strong as it rested in the center.
Yet, at that moment, Lu Yuanfeng felt he was closest to the girl in front of him.
They lightly touched, without a gap, and as his hand moved down her shoulder, Lu Yuanfeng accidentally grazed Mu Shuangshuang's lower back.
Mu Shuangshuang trembled, instantly feeling an unusual sensation rising in her heart.
She took several deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down, but the hand on her back made it impossible.
Her heart raced, her head dizzy, she felt sick, and hoarsely asked, "Fengzi, how's it going, is the spider silk coming down?"
Lu Yuanfeng froze as well, suddenly feeling incredibly despicable for lying just to get closer to Shuangshuang.
