Please ask him to begin.

Please ask him to stop.

He was like a patient hunter, teasing her reason.

In her intense, feverish state, she only looked at him, only clung to him, and with each "I love you," she elicited his equal loss of control.

She even forgot that he was injured.

Amidst the dazzling thrill and intense pleasure, new scratches were added to his wounds.

The bandage is bleeding.

He was even more excited.

Kneeling, sitting, lying down... he was like an insatiable beast, feeding his curiosity time and time again with the deepest experiences.

An excessively strong physique.

Excessively intense emotions.

All of this left Shen Zhiyi completely overwhelmed.

Before we knew it, it was broad daylight.

She was like a soldier who had just finished a battle, exhausted, her bones feeling like they had been dismantled and reassembled.

Every inch of skin marked with scars was shocking.

She didn't even have the strength to hit him.

"Sorry, baby." The instigator, still with bloodshot eyes and tireless excitement, said, "You are my most cherished opponent."

He kissed her.

It's astonishing how someone could endure such torment and still stay awake.

She even surprised him time and time again.

Shen Zhiyi almost bit his tongue.

"Lu Yanzhuo, I haven't slept at all." She complained, but his lips and tongue swallowed the rest of her words.

"Aren't you tired...?"

Her voice was hoarse.

"Can't sleep, baby?" Lu Yanzhuo sat up, brushed aside her sweaty hair, and sighed, "My fault..."

But his rough, large hands gripped her waist again.

"this time."

"I'll make sure you fall asleep."

After the new attack.

Shen Zhiyi fainted.