Bo Sishen picked up the limp Mu Shinian from the sofa and carried her upstairs.
His deep eyes, radiating a delicate glow, were like those of a satisfied beast.
He gently placed Mu Shinian, her skin tinged with pink, onto the large bed.
A moment later, he came out of the bathroom with a bowl of hot water, wet a towel, wrung it until it was slightly dry, and carefully wiped every part of her body.
In doing so, he felt it was a visual test and torture for him.
Soon after, Bo Sishen felt a faint pain in a certain part of his body.
The recent intimacy had only been a teaser, he was still not satisfied.
However, demanding her twice in a day, and with such short intervals, he was worried that her delicate frame wouldn't withstand his ferocity and demands.
"Truly a tormenting wild rose, so wild,"
Bo Sishen's sensual lips parted slightly as he whispered softly.
After cleansing her body thoroughly, he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
