"Don't doubt me."
Xiao Jihan lowered his head, his lips sliding down to her ear, murmuring softly.
His arms tightened around her more and more, as if he wished he could knead her into the very depths of his heart.
Su Muyao said, "I won't get hurt. I really need you right now."
She couldn't care about anything else now, hurrying to transfer all of her Divine Power to him.
She didn't even know how long had passed. She forced herself to keep using her Wood Element Ability to stay awake, refusing to let herself fall asleep.
She hadn't known she could actually have such endurance.
At this moment Su Muyao's gaze carried a bewitching charm, unbearably seductive.
Those eyes seemed born to speak, looking at him like that, misted with water-vapor haze, filled with enthralling allure.
Her expression was like intoxication, a posture of sultry submission, offered up for the taking.
Xiao Jihan couldn't withstand it at all. "Whatever my wife wants, I'll give it to you."
