He closed his eyes and lightly massaged his temples while trying his hardest to curb his desires to explore her body further and dispel all unwarranted thoughts of lust that popped into his head. Alas, the more he tried to suppress them, the more uncontrollable they got.
Without warning, an electrifying sensation shot through him from his lower abdomen, and it made him shudder and clench his fists tightly in a bid to forcibly maintain some distance between him and the lassie.
Song Enya lifted a quizzical brow as she handed him another glass of alcohol and asked, "Here you go, Brother Yancheng! Are you still down for another drink?"
"Nah, I'm calling it quits!"
Mu Yancheng was apparently not in his best state, for he waved his hand in refusal. His inner beast would be unleashed if he continued to drink!
