Before Marshal Sirius and Young Lord Feng Jing...
Feng Jing woke to feel the pure spiritual qi around him. His injured body was now fully healed but a bit weakened due to his soul. He felt the coldness of his body drenched in water but at the same time, there was a source of warmth coming from behind him with his waist pinned over something. He tries to struggle only to make the thing around his hip tighten more.
Suddenly he heard a hoarse yet sexy voice near his ears. It was a familiar voice that instantly calmed him down, "Stop moving. You'll regret it if you don't, baby~"
