Zhou Yu was stunned.
When he turned back, Yun Feifei was already sitting on the sofa.
Zhou Yu didn't think much of it.
He smiled and said:
"That's fine too."
"Sister Yun, you lie down, I'll check on you first."
Yun Feifei didn't say much. She took off her coat and then lay down on the sofa.
It was only then that Zhou Yu realized Yun Feifei's outfit today was vastly different from her usual conservative style.
He hadn't expected that after taking off the coat, there was a small camisole underneath.
As she lay on the sofa, the ample curves and deep cleavage were fully revealed.
For a moment, Zhou Yu felt a nameless fire rising within him.
Zhou Yu quickly activated his Cultivation Technique to suppress this wicked fire.
He forcibly pulled his gaze back, then closed his eyes, and grasped Yun Feifei's wrist to begin the examination.
