Tangze Asuka pressed her lips together, shifting her gaze from Fisher right next to her, and before she could speak, Helair beside her had already started laughing while holding his stomach, pointing at Fisher's body, saying,
"The function of that thing is far more than just this. How could a toy favored by Lord Michael have only this effect? Soon, the spot where you were hit by that thing will become sensitive, the heat won't stop, and judging by Lord Michael's acceptance level, the feeling must be quite intense."
"Huh?"
"..."
Fisher pressed his lips together speechlessly and glanced back at Tangze Asuka. Whether it was psychological or not, ever since Helair uttered those words, he felt he became restless, as though the slightest ether fluctuation from the high heat of the furnace could make his body respond noticeably, making him feel a tingling itch all over.
Yet, it was still bearable.
