The physical torment is minor; resisting the temptation of the heart is what's real.
Lying next to such a man, whose voice alone could get her pregnant, as a normal girl, she really... really found it hard to resist!
Outside, the night was already deep, quietly void of any sound. The room was pitch black, and Meow dared not open her eyes, only able to hear breaths—whether his or hers, she couldn't tell.
Meow thought, this night she was destined to have trouble sleeping.
Unexpectedly, not too long after, her eyelids grew heavy, and she soon fell into a black sweet dream.
No nightmares appeared in the latter half of the night, and she slept soundly until dawn.
Moreover, she shamelessly dreamed of kissing her male god, and even nibbled him a few times...
...
The temperature in Feilengcui in May was just right. The morning sunlight danced on the window curtains, and through them, the pointy roof of the little castle opposite was faintly visible.
