Vision, touch, smell... so familiar that Nan Mufeng's eyes turned red.
He wanted to cry! He was sure these feelings belonged to his wife!
But, he was a man, he couldn't cry. His chest was filled with excitement, sadness, love… a variety of complex emotions, finally turning into a bite.
"Ah!"
Jian Xi cried out in pain, "Bastard, why are you biting me!"
"My son says that if you love deeply, bite hard!" Nan Mufeng justified confidently.
Jian Xi's lips twitched: "Nonsense!"
This man was clearly taking advantage of her, yet he had a reason?
She was about to push him away when her body suddenly trembled like electricity coursed through it, her rationality dissipating.
It felt as though she was back in last night's dream, a dark night, soft grass, flickering lights dancing, blurring the distinction between stars falling from the sky or fireflies flying...
When she was undressed, she had no idea.
Not until Nan Mufeng stopped did Jian Xi regain clarity.
