The woman in his arms also drove him to the point of madness.
Bei Ran didn't know what had happened, but she could feel a massive force within his chest, as if it had nowhere to be released.
He used great strength, as if he wanted to meld her into his blood, to become one with him.
His emotions were complex, she could guess that much.
But, she didn't ask.
She was a smart person; if he didn't say anything, then she wouldn't ask.
It had always been this way, from the past until now.
With her hands now free, she cleverly hooked them around his neck, her face nestled in his thick, jet-black hair, which was short yet very soft.
This time, they did not kiss passionately.
They just held each other like this.
And it was a silent embrace.
What entwined in the air was their breath.
He gently let go of her, "Let's go eat!"
"I want to bathe you." Bei Ran gazed at him, and then began to undo the buckle of his belt.
