"Pain and pleasure,"
that was the best description of Chen Feng's current state. He held a jade beauty in his arms, yet forced himself to behave like Liuxia Hui. This was a man's greatest pain—no matter how many times he muttered the "Heart Clarity Spell" mentally, it was of no use.
As the saying goes, "Spells are dead, people are living."
He could control his hands, but not the most primitive response of his body. Last night, when Meriya fell ill, he had no choice but to act, nor did he have the time to think so much. Now, both of them were sober. It would be strange if they weren't wildly distracted.
Meriya moved slightly, turned over, and her face was now directly in front of Chen Feng. Their gazes locked onto each other, and in this One Side Heaven, a potent element of "dopamine" was released between them.
