Chapter 2284 Soul Return (41)

Soon, the cold shadow behind her fell on her like a ghost.

Naked to the waist, muscular.

You can feel the warmth radiating from his body every time you breathe.

Behind her, so close.

"What? Don't want to sleep?"

The hairpin she randomly inserted in her bun was taken away.

The long hair fell out immediately.

Waist-length and soft as algae.

Accompanied by a light floral scent.

It's as if other smells in the air have become lighter.

There was only that ambiguous flavor between the two of them.

It's his and hers.

Mixed and intertwined.

"..."

This time, no matter how stupid she was, she knew what was going to happen next.

I want to turn around and push him.

As a result, he stood behind her and held her shoulders.

He didn't let her turn around, just keeping her back to him.

"...that...sir..."

She felt that it was wrong to say she wanted to sleep now, and it was wrong to say she didn't want to sleep.

She tilted her head, wanting to say something.

But the next second, her sight was blocked.

It was blocked by a thin piece of gauze.

What she wanted to say was blocked.

He was covering her eyes with a piece of cloth.

Slowly, he tied a knot at the back of her head.

Still a beautiful bow.

Not too loose, but not too tight either.

She didn't feel uncomfortable, but when she looked around, everything was white.

I can see the outline clearly, but the details are unclear.

"...first...sir?"

Subconsciously, she grabbed her hand back.

I couldn't catch his clothes, I could only touch his waist.

A stiff, extremely thin waist.

Like a stone.

The temperature is even a little high.

She touched it back and paused.

Before he could catch anything, he was beaten and hugged.

Easily.

When placed on the bed, the room lights automatically sense to be in night mode.

The headlights were off and only the bedside lamp was on.

Dimly.

Can't see clearly, can only illuminate the bed.

"..." She subconsciously wanted to pull down the gauze covering her eyes.

But the man held her down.

He pressed her hand to her side.

Breathing was still steady, only a little rough.

The temperature of the palm of my hand was also very hot.

His calloused hands touched her soft cheeks.

Very gentle, but also strangely showing some irrational obsession.

Obsessed with the stunning red color.

He blocked her bright and beautiful eyes, blocking her maddening clean sight.

She couldn't see how trembling her hands were at the moment and how hysterical the expression on her face was.

Her eyes became increasingly scarlet, and her greedy and lustful gaze wandered crazily on her body like an obscene beast.

I wanted to tear her into pieces and swallow her whole.

Not even the hair is spared.

He stroked her cheek and the tips of her ears endlessly and gently.

There was no movement, it was more like letting her relax.

Let the prey relax as if they were on guard.

Beautiful and eye-catching red, porcelain-white beauty.

He caressed her cheek, a little sickly, as if possessed.

When I touched it with my fingertips, it almost caught fire.

It can make people feel his temperature.

Very hot, very hot.

Shockingly hot.

"..." The beautiful beauty pursed her red lips.

Even if his sight is blocked, he can still feel how hot his gaze is.

It was like accidentally opening Pandora's cartridge.

Originally he was just admiring it, but now...

"...Sir, how about..."

Let me change this dress...