"Hot... so hot..." Wen Fuying opened her eyes, sensing an abnormality in her body. She felt burning heat all over, craving anything cool to draw close to.
"Hot..." Knowing that something unusual was happening to her body, Wen Fuying tried hard to maintain her consciousness and sanity. Yet as time passed, far from subsiding, the strange sensation in her body grew only more intense. Losing her last shred of reason, Wen Fuying began tearing at her clothes; her belt was untied and tossed aside, and the outer robe of her disciple uniform was ripped open, exposing a snow-white shoulder.
Feeling around for anything in her surroundings, Wen Fuying could find no relief for the heat within her or anything to bring her comfort. Groping her way to the door of her room, she dazedly pushed it open and walked outside. Reaching the stone table in the courtyard, her hands caressed its surface. The coolness of the stone instantly brought a wave of comfort, and pulling her clothes apart, she pressed herself flat against the table, letting out a sigh of relief.
Chapter 177