"I'm not hungry. Let's sleep first. We'll talk after we wake up." He insisted on pulling her into his arms.
Feng Ling was held by the man until her entire body was firmly in his embrace.
She really did not have much strength. After being squeezed for an entire night, it would be strange if she had strength.
Seeing his insistence, she simply allowed herself to close her eyes in his embrace.
But this man was sleeping, why was he… sticking to her?
She carefully avoided him and he moved closer, insisting on sticking close to her.
In the end, she decided not to move and chose to sleep.
When the man saw that she was no longer moving, he gently kissed the white skin on the back of her neck as though he was somewhat regretful. He wanted to say that he had not had enough and could continue, but seeing that her body was limp and weak, he could not bear to.
There was still time.
