Chapter 105

Zhou Mingzhu stood right where she was, utterly trapped and overwhelmed by the scene unfolding before her. Gu Yan was hard at work planing a piece of wood, the sharp blade shaving off curls of wood. His sturdy back muscles rose and fell with every movement, sweat glistening under the sunlight with a fine, sparkling sheen. Several sawn boards and wooden sticks lay scattered on the ground; Gu Yan had clearly been inside the Spirit Spring Dimension for a while. His thick, dark short hair, parted in a 4-6 style, was damp with sweat at the tips. A single droplet traced a path along his resolute jawline to merge with another, winding gracefully down his prominent Adam's apple before coming to rest at his collarbone. Another half-droplet gathered, sliding down past his collarbone along with the sweat on his bulging pectoral muscles, right onto his abs. The sweat droplets stepped down one by one across his four-pack, rising and falling before finally slipping down his v-line and into his military-green trousers. Those crisscrossing old scars spanned his wheat-colored skin like medals carved by time, lending an even more dangerously alluring edge to his raw male hormones.