Zhang Yu could also feel the heat on Paris' body, especially now, her cheeks are flushed, her eyes are full of blur, and she is a little difficult to breathe. You can tell at a glance what she is doing now.

Judging from the experience of the veteran driver, as long as she is directly overwhelmed, she probably has no ability to resist.

Seeing her appearance, Zhang Yu was actually quite uncomfortable, and his blood was boiling. But Zhang Yu still restrained himself and said with a deliberately smile: "You can't do this either. It seems that it's not possible. Do you need to help?"

Paris naturally knew what this "help" meant, and for a moment she was embarrassed and shouted angrily: "No need, don't touch me, I can leave myself."

Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said, "Just like you are now, you can still leave yourself. Why do I not believe it so much? Otherwise, try it."

As he said that, he deliberately let go of the hand holding Paris' shoulder. Paris was weak all over. Without support, he could not stand firmly, and his body was directly slumped on the ground.

At this time, people have an instinctive reaction. While sitting down, her hands subconsciously hugged Zhang Yu's waist. Her body leaned against Zhang Yu's thighs, "Huhuhu"

Zhang Yu looked down at her sitting on the ground, shook his head and said, "I just said you can't do it, just sit on the sofa."

He bent down and pulled Paris up. Next to him was a series of large sofas. He only took two steps and pushed them, and Paris fell on the sofa.

Zhang Yu followed her and Paris was already in a mess. She sat on the sofa and kept gasping for breath.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yu said, "Have you breathed enough?"

Paris looked at Zhang Yu hatefully without saying a word. Zhang Yu just smiled and said, "I know you are so angry now. Actually, I'm more angry than you. Don't force me to get angry, especially to get angry on you."

Paris's body trembled and she said helplessly: "I said everything you asked, it's because you don't understand the spell yourself, so you can't blame me."

"I'm asking not only this, but also a magic weapon. If there is no magic weapon, just relying on spells and with your cultivation, I'm sure you can't exchange human souls. Where is that magic weapon?" Zhang Yu asked seriously.

"What magic weapon is nothing at all." Paris said toughly.

"No" Zhang Yu deliberately smirked, and looked up and down at Paris's body.

Paris shivered again in fear and said nervously: "Why are you doing this?"

"Look, your expression has betrayed you. It seems that something is really hidden on you. I think this is how I ask me to search," said Zhang Yu, and directly reached out and grabbed Paris' thigh.

Paris wanted to hide, but where could she hide? Her heart tighter and her breathing became more inconsistent, "Huh, don't do anything randomly."

"Where are you taking the things out by yourself or I'll search it." After Zhang Yu said that, he showed a smirk on his face and continued, "Actually, I hope it's me to search it."

"Don't touch me, I'll do it myself," Paris said with a sob.

"Is that right?" Zhang Yu took his hand back.

Paris glanced at Zhang Yu, obviously hesitated for a moment. She slowly opened her mouth and said embarrassedly: "Don't look at me."

The direction of falling was exactly where Zhang Yu was sitting.
Chapter completed!