It wasn't until the dead of the night that Wang Hu finally stopped the endless massacre. The two of them took a bath, with Xiao Mei happily watching Wang Hu caress her in his arms.
"Wang Hu, can you talk to Zheng Qiang tomorrow and ask him to let me go with you?"
Xiao Mei looked into Wang Hu's eyes and asked softly.
"Brother Zheng Qiang shouldn't turn it down, I'll talk to him tomorrow."
Wang Hu nodded earnestly, somewhat puzzled over his intense affection for the woman before him.
But her presence consumed him; he yearned for her even when she was away.
After becoming a meta-human and escaping the demon realm, Wang Hu had many women. He felt the same, incessant desire for them daily. But he didn't understand why even touching Xiao Mei's hand felt more exhilarating than playing with the other women all day.
This led him to be infatuated with every part of this woman, from head to toe.
