She was like someone's cat playing with someone else's pet, proud and aloof, enjoying watching people fall head over heels for her.
But Fu Wenzhi had long regarded her as his faith and worshipped her as a deity.
He is a demon among men, a prisoner of Si Wan.
He allowed Si Wan to roam freely as she pleased.
Open and passionate.
The air was thick and humid, like a top-tier firework display.
Si Wan bit down on Fu Wenzhi's throat, then teasingly licked it with the tip of her tongue.
Domination and submission.
She clutched the fragile silk scarf, yet she had locked away the most vicious ghost in the world.
They were a perfect match.
After all this commotion, it was almost dawn.
Si Wan slowly opened her eyes, feeling that the mattress was a bit too hard today.
She was just about to stretch when she felt as if her body had been run over by a truck, stiff and in pain.
The absurd memories of last night suddenly flooded her mind, making Si Wan's face burn red.
She reached out and covered her face, then slowly opened her mouth.
no……
Was that really me, the wild person I was yesterday?
Is Fu Wenzhi just letting himself go like this?
They didn't try to stop it at all?
Si Wan gasped as she recalled the question Fu Wenzhi had asked her last night.
So, I'm trapped by Fu Wenzhi?
Should we take responsibility for him?
Just then, the person next to me woke up.
The first thing he did was hug Si Wan, rub his fluffy head against her, and whisper something in her ear in a hoarse voice.
Good morning, baby.
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