talking, but she had an idea. Because her father was hospitalized due to illness and needed someone to take care of him, she was specially approved by the head teacher to skip evening self-study. Walk...This idea sent a flush through his body, making him even hotter. His desire roared, growing stronger and louder, so he became more aggressive in his movements. He rolled over and pinned her beneath him, starting to kiss her with passion.

She was sleeping soundly, dreaming peacefully in a sweet slumber, but he rudely pulled her from her dreams with his hot actions. She frowned, because her lips were aching from being bitten by him. Then, she realized he was doing that embarrassing thing to her again, and instantly, her whole body flushed red, burning with heat, trembling uncontrollably!

The clothing was slowly stripped away, revealing skin as smooth as silk. A man's hot hand traced over it inch by inch. She whimpered softly, gritted her teeth, but couldn't stop the moans that escaped her lips.

His eyes were unusually deep, glowing in the dimly lit night. As her clothes fell away, as the sheets slipped, as her body, white as sheep's fat, unfolded like a flower, his black eyes grew ever brighter, sparkling like stars in the darkness. Beneath that cold exterior lay a burning intensity, as if it could melt her completely.

"Rong Ling..."

Her fearful whisper, involuntary, called out his name. Under such a gaze, she felt he might eat her.

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His response was to lower his head, biting down fiercely on her lips, silencing her frightened murmur. He also used his large hand to cover those pure eyes. His dark desire, faced with such eyes, would only become more rampant, even consuming her.

His movements turned ferocious in an instant, she trembled even more violently, her face flushed red, and her whole body was as pink and delicate as if just pulled out of the water.

Large beads of sweat streamed down his muscular body, each drop falling onto her like raindrops nourishing a delicate flower...

Lin Meng felt that he was different tonight, fiercer than usual, with a ruthless edge. Every touch seemed to tear at her, and she couldn't help but plead softly: "Be gentle... Please... be gentle..."

The broken pleas only fueled the man consumed by lust, making him more animalistic. He took her with a ferocity, clinging to her as if tomorrow were the end of the world...

"Bear... Ling... Wow..."

She cried softly, her sobs coming in fits and starts. She had lost count of how many times he had taken her. Her body felt as though it were falling apart, but he continued to fight on with tireless energy, his spirit unyielding.

"No... I don't want it anymore..."

He paused slightly, reaching out and pulling her up. He forced her to sit up, falling into his arms. Her slender body was as light as water, soft and delicate under his touch, making him reluctant to let go once he had held her. With one hand, he cupped her chin, gazing at the beautiful face that he couldn't bear to look away from. His eyes shimmered with a hint of madness, a crimson glow burning within them. With his other hand, he pressed firmly against her lower back, pushing her slender waist hard against his own stomach!

In a low groan, he repeated the ancient melody of possession and being possessed!

She was completely limp, without a shred of strength left in her. She could only be carried away by him. Her pitiful little face, flushed crimson, shed tears of affection again and again...

"...dreams..."

Lin Meng's name circled in his mind several times before he managed to whisper it. He had possessed her, time and again, yet why did he feel a growing emptiness with every possession The more he held onto this fragrant body, the more he craved its warmth and closeness...

In his embrace, raven hair flowed wildly, like waterweed dancing in the current. It was as dark and deep as a magic realm. A flash of pale skin emerged from the darkness, alluring and bewitching, like the hand of hell itself. Rong Ling couldn't resist the temptation; he lowered his head and bit into her slender neck.

She let out a low sob, a sound like weeping and lamenting, like the strings of a witch's harp being pulled, holding him back from leaving.

His eyes grew even wilder, unable to control himself. He bit down hard on her neck, leaving a deep mark there.

Lin Meng, you are a fairy!

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My body ached as if it had been run over by a carriage. Every move sent a pang through me, making Lin Meng wince. After a night of passionate intimacy, filled with climaxes and joy, all that remained was a layer upon layer of exhaustion!

She was reluctant to wake up, but her biological clock forced her to open her eyes.

The man's scent still lingered, but she knew he was gone. He always did this; probably too busy. To wake up in the morning and see him, it felt like a miracle.

She hummed listlessly, a hint of annoyance in her voice. She hated the aching soreness in her limbs afterward, especially the weakness in her legs that made them feel like jelly. It always took a while for them to adjust and allow her to walk normally! Her body was sticky, particularly between her legs. Last night, she had no idea how many times they had been reckless. All she knew was that she'd fallen asleep exhausted, and he probably didn't have the energy to bother with a bath either.

She slowly pushed herself up with her hands, grimacing as she adjusted on the bed for a while. When she turned her head to see the silk nightgown thrown on the floor, her face flushed again involuntarily. The man had a bad habit of doing things roughly, always ripping off her clothes carelessly and throwing them around. So, her eyes flickered and landed on that tiny white underwear!

Then, his face flushed instantly!

My God! Heavens forbid that man sees this mess!

She bit her lip, ignoring the soreness all over her body, and hurriedly climbed off the bed. She rushed towards those small underwear, grabbing them with a frantic hand, clutching them tightly in her palm, as if afraid someone would see them again. She also picked up the milky-white silk pajamas and haphazardly threw them on. With such a big movement, she felt another wave of back pain, followed by a series of groans and grimaces. After she managed to calm down a bit, she walked towards the washroom holding the underwear and threw it into the laundry basket.

Returning to the bedroom, I opened the window to let in some air. Then, I turned the doorknob and opened the bedroom door.

"You're awake!"

A crisp and pleasant female voice suddenly rose!

Lin Meng's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly raised her head to follow the sound. In the corner of the living room, on the sofa, sat a young and beautiful woman wearing a professional suit. She looked smart and capable.

The woman saw her, stood up, and walked a few steps forward to Lin Meng's side. A smile constantly played on the corners of her mouth, a standard grin showing only eight teeth. Although it looked friendly, there was actually a hint of politeness in it.

"Hello, my name is Miao Qing. Rong Shao told me to send you home!"

This book is first published on this website, please do not reprint!she could calm down on her own. She went into the dressing room, and he sat on the bed, his eyes slightly downcast, lost in thought. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong; it seemed like she had been...