her neck, resembling a lotus root, very white and tender, as if faintly blooming with fragrance. He discovered that her neck, as well as the back below it, were as white as her face, with an alluring...She blushed instantly.

"Go to hell with your niceness!" she cried, but it couldn't hide her shyness at all.

She knew that her revealing outfit had basically been seen through by him!

But, she doesn't have the mood for that now!

"I want to sleep, don't press on me, you said so yourself, we should sleep. Come on, don't press on me, sleep, sleep!"

"Good boy!"

His large hand suddenly landed on her porcelain-like white belly, the feeling sent shivers down her spine, and her breath quickened, becoming noticeably uneven.

"Go to sleep!" She kicked him hard, her action clearly indicating that she was done with him and he should go wherever he felt comfortable.

But now he was completely set ablaze by her, how could he just give up! Her soft skin was so alluring, he felt like he was being drawn into her, wanting to cling to her body with all his might. In a few moments, he tore down the robe that had been blocking his view of her beauty.

She reached out to shield her shapely figure, but he pulled her hand away again and pressed it above her head.

She pouted with her lips almost bleeding, whining softly. "I want to sleep, don't!"

His eyes burned with a greedy intensity as he gazed upon her form, which was covered in just enough to be suggestive, yet infinitely more alluring than if it were bare. His Adam's apple bobbed violently as he swallowed hard.

"Good boy..."

The wolf's claws reached towards her chest, his voice a gravelly whisper of disbelief.

She gasped, short and sharp. Looking at the man's posture, feeling the tension building beneath him, she knew she was no match for him. But before he devoured her, there were things she needed to say.

"Didn't you just say you didn't want to" she twisted her waist, trying to avoid the heat rising within her. "If you didn't want to, then why now...now..."

She bit her lip, looking at him with a mix of anger and resentment.

His movement stopped. His fiery eyes met hers. Without a word, he lowered his head and kissed her, enticingly.

"Baby, I want you!"

"No!" she retorted, her voice sharp and indignant.

"My whole body hurts!"

She immediately felt her mouth dry! The dead man started spouting nonsense again! Can this passion and thick skin be a little bit neutralized with the coldness he had after they got into bed

"You're killing me! I tell you, I'm so heartbroken!"

"Oh! So sweet!" He chuckled, playfully reached to touch her chest again, and squeezed it hard. "Let me see!"

A commotion came and she suddenly felt weak all over!

"Why didn't you answer me just now!" she gasped, staring at the man who had buried his head in her chest.

The black skull on his chest stopped, then lifted.

Lin Meng bit her lip, black eyes filled with obvious tears. Was it because she was moved, or because she was hurt Rong Ling didn't know. But looking at her like this, he felt a mix of pain and love, his body growing even hotter.

Releasing the hands that had been pressing her down, he gently traced the lines of her face with his hand.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I was just thinking about some things, so it wasn't intentional that I ignored you." He murmured, kissing her with unusual fervor.

He teased her first and then forgot about it. This usually shy woman even put on sexy lingerie and hinted at him, but he pushed her away. No wonder she's unhappy!

"Little darling, my little darling..."

Muttering, he held her small head in both hands, as if holding a priceless treasure. He kissed her and then buried his head in her ear, nibbling at it lightly. With a heavy body, he slowly pressed down on her.

She couldn't stand his gentle moments like this, her body immediately softened, and in a daze, her white arms wrapped around his head. She felt dizzy and clung to him...

After it was over, she lay panting heavily on top of him, sweat soaking her clothes. He, like a tiger that had finally eaten its fill, propped his head up with one hand and gently patted her slender back with the other, soothingly stroking her in small, rhythmic motions. As the intensity of their lovemaking subsided, the fine sweat that had once coated her skin began to cool, leaving her alabaster back feeling like a smooth, cool jade pendant—a sensation that was impossible to resist touching.

Although he was full of energy and not afraid of the cold, feeling a bit warm himself, he still pulled the quilt over her to keep her from getting chilly. She moved slightly, like a little animal, letting out a soft "hmm" sound. Her eyes, closed moments before, slowly opened like clam shells, revealing a captivatingly delicate beauty!

"Want me to wipe you down" he asked her in a low voice. ( ..tw) The sound after intimacy, rich and mellow like fine wine.

She shook her head, her chin rubbing against his chest, sending a shiver down his spine. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek. As his hand neared her lips, she suddenly, like a harmless little creature that had been lying in wait, pouncing on its prey with a deadly strike, bit down hard on two of his fingers.

A smile flickered in his eyes, and the finger she hadn't bitten was still teasingly playing outside her lips. To her, he was like a lover with infinite patience; sometimes, he resembled a doting father spoiling his beloved daughter!

She blinked, because his attitude was a bit smug, but she also felt like she hadn't done enough, so she slightly increased the force and lightly nibbled him with her teeth.

He still indulged, but with a teasing tone. "Hungry I'll get you something to eat!"

At this time, he was so gentle, it was as if someone had replaced his very bones with a different person.

She spat out his two fingers, writhing her delicate body against him, rubbing softly and crawling up a little. He let out a low groan, his muscles tightening - a sign of being aroused again. This, she probably knew. So, she chuckled softly, like a seductive little fairy, deliberately rubbing against him a few more times.

He wasn't calm anymore. His big hand suddenly pressed down on her back, and his breath became unnaturally long because he was trying to hold back.

"Róng Lìng..." She stretched out his name, calling him softly. Then she reached out a small hand and playfully drew circles on his chest.

"Someone is not happy tonight!"

He stroked her head, silently comforting her, his eyes gathering a storm of lust once more.

She nuzzled his shoulder with her small face, acting like a coquettish little animal.

“That one you brought home today... I... don't really like her.” She tilted her head up, frowning with a touch of distress on her face. “I don't know why, but I just don't like her. Rong Ling, what do you think Am I being terrible like this!”

She propped herself up with her hands, blinking at him with eyes that seemed to have just been washed clean. Seeing that he didn't speak, she narrowed her eyes slightly, as if in deep thought. Then, she pouted and looked at him sadly.

"Why aren't you speaking! Are you defaulting! Do you also think I'm terrible!"

At this, her little face immediately darkened. Then, beautiful eyes that seemed to speak, instantly welled up with a little mist, as if they were about to cry!

He immediately took over her words, coaxing her. "It's nothing!"

She expressed disbelief, still with that pitiful look, staring at him.

He rubbed her scalp hard, until he messed up her silken shawl, before he spoke.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. You don't have to force yourself to like her!"

This must have been a well-thought-out statement!

"Really!" Her eyes widened as she looked at him. The few teardrops at the corner of her eyes glittered like diamonds, so mesmerizing that it was incredibly easy to soften his heart.

How can you bear to let her be wronged!

“Nature is true. Don’t wrong yourself, just be normal to her. Since you don't like her, don’t be too enthusiastic. However, she is my friend, don’t be too cold to her!”

"That's definitely not going to happen!" she said with a laugh. "Don't you know what I'm like! Since she's your friend, I would never let you down. But, I just can't be as naturally close with her as I am with Ah Zhen or Miao Qingjie!"

Then he touched her head again.

She felt the atmosphere was great, and she could keep going. So she softly asked him again.

"Rong Ling, when did she leave!"

Then he fell silent again.

As if this question were a taboo!

She looked at him for a while, then lowered her eyes again and crawled back, nestling into his chest. She lay on her side, her ear pressed against his heart, right over his beating heart. With both hands, she held him tightly.

"Róng Líng," she muttered softly, her voice laced with emotion. "I... I... I'm jealous!"

Then, she hugged him tighter, saying nothing! Her face was intent, pressing hard against his chest, as if by doing so, she could hear the true sound of his heart!

Rong Ling, after hearing this, her eyes flickered several times before a smile appeared in them.

She is the only woman who can be so open and honest about being jealous, yet still make him find her so adorable!

"Tomorrow, I will have someone contact her family. Once we get in touch, we'll let her family take her home!" He added to reassure her and prevent further anxiety. "It's been many years since I last heard from her, so I don't know the specific details about her or her family. Making contact will take some time! But we'll do it as quickly as possible!"

Have her family take her back!

This is great!

Lin Meng immediately beamed with delight. Then, she suddenly felt the body beneath her tremble, and in a roll, she was easily pressed down by the man!

"Little sweetheart…" The man grinned, playfully pinching her nose. "Jealous, huh!"

She blushed and wanted to retort, or at least defend herself, but seeing the man's apparent happiness, a sudden sense of bliss overcame her, allowing her to confess openly.

"Yes, I'm jealous! I'm pretty darn jealous. Besides, you didn't even acknowledge them just now, which made me even more jealous. Rong Ling…" She stood a little straighter, wrapping her arms around his neck and coquettishly pouting. "You have to comfort me!"

She didn't realize that because of her unconscious movements, her breasts were standing proudly and temptingly. The man's eyes shifted to her chest, responding very smoothly.

"Well then, here I am to comfort you!"

"Huh! I didn't mean that, I meant..."

Anything unspoken was swallowed whole by him.

Good, Lin Meng doesn't need to worry. This man will make her beg for mercy tonight, he won't let go!

Li Lanqiu vs Lin Meng, first match, Lin Meng wins decisively!

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