Atop a soft bed, Long Chen caressed Leng Yueyan’s silky skin. Looking at her beautiful face which was just like a jade statue, Long Chen felt like he was the most blessed man alive.

She was beautiful, arrogant, and could not be blasphemed. But she was still in his embrace. After showing their love for each other, he slept better than he ever had.

Even after waking up, he stayed still, afraid of startling awake this sleeping beauty, as if he might wake up from a dream.

However, when he looked at his body which  was covered in sharp teeth marks that still vaguely hurt, he knew that he wasn’t dreaming.

“It’s only been a few hours. Are you not going to sleep longer?”

Leng Yueyan smiled...