A soft touch, carrying the scent that belonged solely to her.
Lu Hualiang's body tensed, his eyes opening slightly.
His mind blanked for a moment, then all his self-control collapsed.
In a moment of impulse, he embraced her, turning over to press her beneath him.
One hand clasped her head, turning passivity into action, he kissed her lips.
This was something he had long wanted to do.
Ever since he realized his feelings for her, he wanted to kiss those lips that haunted his days and nights.
Now, he had only one thought: she was his wife, she was his woman, his, and hers alone!
He wanted to possess her completely!
"Mmm..."
Xia Weibao, still half-asleep, murmured but did not resist.
The familiar domineering scent enveloped her, and in the darkness, his silhouette was etched into her marrow.
Even his kiss felt so familiar.
Familiar enough to make her heart race, familiar enough to make her want to cry.
Was this her Dog Emperor, had he come for her?
