[I am not a gentle man, and once I like something, I will never let go!]

The atmosphere was cold for no reason.

Someone seems to have heard familiar words.

[Nanxi, stop self-enclosure, wake up quickly!]

[…]

Lin Nuanxi stood there in a daze, the warm water vapor in the bathroom condensed on her face and her eyes were wet.

The emotions are fluctuating in the void, uneasy, but painful!

[I only give you three days, and you must remember me honestly.]

Putting Lin Nuanxi down in her arms, Beitang Yaori reached out to untie the bath belt on her waist, loose pajamas, and slid along her body to the wet floor.

[If I hug you, will you remind me?]

Beitang Yaori raised his hand and pulled open his white shirt. The Decha Jialong pattern tattoo on his chest and shoulders suddenly came into Lin Nuanxi's sight.

Lin Nuanxi stared at his terrible tattoo, his eyes moving slightly nervously.

Beitang Yaori raised his hand and touched it, and a graceful curve appeared on the corner of his lips: [Remember, the first time you saw it, I was so scared.]

[…]

Beitang Yaori walked towards her, and Lin Nuanxi subconsciously took a step back.

The floor of the bathroom was covered with water droplets condensed by hot air. When Beitang Yaori raised his feet, he would make a strange sound of water stains.

It sounds dangerous and erotic.

[No need to be afraid, you have to adapt to everything about me and accept everything about me, including this dragon that scares you.]

Taking another step forward, Lin Nuanxi subconsciously took another step back.

During these seven days, the incredible Lin Nuanxi was recovering. At least, she had learned to reveal her slight emotions and the simple movements that Beitang Yaori carefully gave her, such as trying to step away when she was afraid.

[Nanxi, no one is allowed to go out.]

[…]

The big palm grabbed Lin Nuanxi hatefully and stopped her legs that were about to take a step.

The mist and steam wet her skin, and the lights were crystal clear.

In the past few days, Beitang Yaori relied on his powerful devilish self-control to suppress his almost unbearable impulse.

But the situation in front of me seemed... I was almost unable to bear it!

The flames burned in his chest, and the Dechagamo tattoo was rising and falling dangerously.

[Nanxi, look at me.]

[…]

The big palm wrapped around her helpless little head to prevent her from moving around and escaping.

Looking at the handsome and resolute face, the shiny black pupils were as aggressive as black stones, which was breathtaking!

[Will you remember me if you hug you again like last time?]

[…]

When Lin Nuanxi's trembling lips opened slightly, Beitang Yaori's tongue came in invadingly.

Having endured for too long, this is definitely the greatest tempting opportunity for Beitang Yaori.

Holding his slightly trembling body in his arms, Beitang Yaori deepened the attacking kiss.

At this time, Lin Nuanxi in her arms was trembling and helpless, and she had an urge to throw the person in front of her down!

Beitang Yaoris grinded her lips and exhaled a moist breath mixed with water mist.

The tense Adam's apple floated up and down. At this time, Ruolin Nuanxi resisted as before, crying and begging for mercy. Beitang Yaori would tear her completely and inject her into **.
Chapter completed!