in Jin, with one hand wrapped in a towel, opened the bathroom door and walked towards the dressing room.Her clothes were all in the dressing room's suitcase, and she had just reached the door of the d...Fu Mo Han raised an eyebrow, his dark gaze enveloping the petite woman.

Her pajama collar was open, revealing her rounded shoulders and delicate clavicles. Half-hidden beneath the fabric, with every slight nod of her head, a glimpse of... caused Fu Mo'han's breath to hitch.

Lin Jinran wrinkled her nose, completely oblivious to how alluring she looked.

She was very sleepy, her head bobbing up and down like a chick pecking at grain.

His body swayed and he couldn't sit still, so he lay back on the bed and fell fast asleep again.

Fu Mo's gaze swept past, suddenly darkening. Her collar, revealing a glimpse of spring.

This woman sleeps, she really doesn't know how to defend herself.

However, she is his wife above all else, why would he need to guard against her

Although Fu Mo Han had a slight desire, he wasn't interested in taking advantage of the sleeping woman.

He shifted his dark gaze from the bed and glanced again at the woman lying outside the blankets, curled up on her side.

She unconsciously frowned, the temperature in the room was neither too cold nor too warm, just right. Yet, she felt a chill.

Seeing that Lin Jinyan had shrunk herself smaller than a shrimp, Fu Mo'han only then raised his wrist and tossed the blanket onto her.

Turned off the bedside lamp and lay down.

The bedroom was pitch black.

He has trouble sleeping, needing a completely silent and dark environment to fall asleep. Even then, he sometimes needs sleeping pills to get even a light sleep.

This period of time, Lin Jinyu slept in the bedroom. Her shallow breathing didn't disturb him at all.

The distance of sharing a bed, with heightened senses, captured the faint sweetness in the air, seeping into his very bones.

The smell wasn't like soap or shampoo, but something he couldn't quite describe that felt incredibly soothing.

Clearly, the source of this smell is the woman beside me.

"With a snap," the room brightened again.

Fu Mo Han opened the light, his dark eyes fixed on the woman sleeping beside him, her cherry lips slightly curled.

She was clearly sleeping soundly.

And he, it seemed, was going to have trouble sleeping.

Besides sleeping pills, there is another type of medicine that is also effective for treating insomnia.

Lin Jian's sleep was restless. She felt as if her body were on fire, burning with an unbearable heat. She frowned, trying to break free from the flames but found herself powerless.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, muttering softly, "Hot...so hot..."

Lin Jinyan wanted to push away the thing that brought her a feverish sensation, but the ever-present spark would always dodge her grasp just as she was about to catch it.

She frowned, her eyes fluttering open hazily to meet a cold, familiar face.

Lin Jinyan hadn't reacted yet, that pair of deep and distinct eyes filled his entire pupils. Then his lips and teeth were seized, the man's familiar breath poured in.

After an unknown amount of time, the breath left his lips and lingered on her sensitive, delicate earlobe. “Lin Jinran, what perfume did you spray”

Fragrant and sweet.

The forest was dyed, his mind was hazy, like a dream. His body seemed to already understand what would happen next.

Her pupils, unfocused yet intently fixed on him, murmured, "I don't."

Fu Mo Han raised an eyebrow, "No"

Perhaps he wasn't fully awake yet, but for now, it was more important to address his needs.

He lowered his head and captured her lips again, domineeringly breaking through her teeth with wanton aggression, conquering and claiming her as his own.computer is unrealistic, newspapers are the best way to stay informed. 。The people in the monitoring room saw that Nightingale wasn't there, and the others let out a sigh of relief. Monitoring Nightin...