Inside the suite:
The two bodies were nearly inseparable, pressed tightly together.
In the darkness, their breaths entwined.
Bo Huan heard the man's deep voice by her ear.
Bo Huan, whom are you keeping yourself pure for?
The figure in her mind was remarkably clear.
Bo Huan's lips curled into a mocking smile, then she reached out to poke the man's cheek, and spoke word by word.
"Anyway... not you..."
"Ha..."
The man's pleasant chuckle sounded by her ear.
Bo Huan very much disliked the feeling of being bound like this...
In any case... this man seemed to have a magic that trapped her.
And... the feeling of being utterly unable to struggle.
...
"Hmm..."
Bo Huan felt the man's lips cover hers again, her beautiful eyes trembled slightly.
Ha...
Truly a man unafraid of death.
Does he know that daring to touch her would lead to a bad end?
Yes, she truly wanted to castrate him.
But Bo Huan had to admit, last time, he saved her.
Rescued her from danger.
