[Ethereal Small World]
Helan Yuze looked at her alluring and pure face when she was sleeping in his arms. He could not express how much happiness he felt right now.
He was extremely glad that everyone here was a cultivator, so that her body was stronger than mortals and she could accept his intense love.
He understood that, whether it was him or the men who loved her, no one wished to see her pain. If she was weak and could not accept them, he believed that they would not ask her to sleep with them.
As normal men, how could they resist the desire to caress their beloved woman when she was in their arms? They were not saints, but their loves surpass everything that they could forcibly suppress their lust if they had to. She was their priority.
He leaned closely to her, kissing every inch of the skin on her face. It was a pure kiss to express his deep love for her. There was no lust in his foxy eyes.
