"It's okay, Brother Mu, you can get a tan, I'll give you a 50% discount~"

-

While Song Yichen was moving his luggage, Mu Yan took Fu Yu to a room in the basement and turned off the hidden cameras around the room.

Is this the first time he's sent harassing text messages to this phone number?

Fu Yu nodded, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears as she stared at Mu Yanshi, then threw herself into his arms.

"Brother Mu, I'm so scared."

His voice trembled, like a young animal that had lost its protection, shivering and only wanting to find a warm shelter.

Mu Yan held the woman tightly in his arms.

The desire to tear that pervert to pieces reached its peak.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"real?"

"Brother Mu, why are you so good to me?"

Fu Yu seemed to truly understand nothing, looking up at him with a blank expression.

"You said you weren't willing to be my ally, yet you allowed me to touch you, and you're even willing to protect me and take care of me. Why?"

The air was filled with the woman's fragrance.

The taut skin was soothed, but it also stirred up the beast roaring inside.

Mu Yanshi pressed his large hand against the back of her neck.

He stroked her skin with his fingertips, feeling her breath slowly seep into his limbs and bones.

Several years ago, he developed a rare mental illness.

Skin thirst syndrome.

When experiencing severe anxiety, it feels like being poisoned, with a burning sensation throughout the body and trembling.

For most people suffering from skin irritation, touching the skin of another person can provide quick relief from their symptoms.

But he couldn't.

It seems that only a specific person can release his pain.