’So much for the image Lan Cang has built up all this ti.’
’But then I rember what the other Beastn said. He’s been all alone this whole ti, with no one by his side. He must have been waiting for .’
Recalling everything from their past, Sang Luo’s heart filled with a bittersweet feeling.
As luck would have it, a Beastman she knew was on his way to the City Lord Mansion to deliver sothing. Sang Luo offered to take the item for him. "You go on about your business," she said. "I’ll deliver this to the City Lord."
"I’d appreciate that, thank you!"
Sang Luo headed for the City Lord Mansion, having made up her mind to reveal herself to him.
’He was so an to earlier. That rotten wolf had better be ready to cry his eyes out!’
Sang Luo had just reached the City Lord Mansion and hadn’t even stepped through the door when she heard a series of CRASHES from inside. A mont later, the white-haired female from before was thrown out of the room.
Her clothes were in disarray and her expression was frightful, but there was nothing she could do but leave.
She accidentally bumped into Sang Luo on her way out, shooting her a furious glare.
Confused, Sang Luo carried the delivery inside.
A white, unidentified object ca flying out with a WHOOSH. She dodged just in ti, narrowly avoiding having her face ruined.
"Get out!"
A man’s furious, low roar ca from the inner room.
Sang Luo keenly sensed that sothing was wrong with him. "Lan Cang?" she called out tentatively.
There was a mont of silence, then a voice, strained and low,
"You... stay back!"
Feeling uneasy, Sang Luo used her spiritual power to investigate. She saw him staggering into the bathroom.
He turned on the shower.
Icy water poured down over his entire body.
His face and neck were still an unhealthy shade of red. That female had drugged him. His entire body was scorching hot, and a terrible, unprecedented heat coiled in his lower abdon. The veins on his arms bulged, and he felt as if he were being burned alive!
Lan Cang was soaked to the bone with ice water, but the fire inside him wasn’t quelled in the slightest. In fact, it burned even hotter, desperately seeking an outlet.
Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open.
He saw who it was, and his pupils contracted. His voice sounded as if it were being squeezed through his gritted teeth.
"Get out! Or I’ll kill you right now!"
"Go on, kill . But then there will be no one to give you little Wolf Pups in the future," Sang Luo said, her voice shifting back to her own. The next second, her form changed, revealing her true appearance.
Raven hair, skin as white as snow, cheeks like peach blossoms, and a face as flawless as jade. Her clear, enchanting, moon-like eyes seed to possess a gravity of their own, capable of pulling a man’s very soul into their depths.
The rule that one’s appearance grew more stunning with one’s power level applied to both males and females.
Her features hadn’t changed drastically, but they were clearly more refined and alluring. Her skin was as fine, white, and smooth as jade, and her figure had beco taller and more willowy, with seductive curves in all the right places.
’In my last life, I was just a cute girl, pretty enough, I guess. But now, every ti I look in the mirror, I feel like I’m stunningly, divinely beautiful!’
Lan Cang’s dark eyes trembled, and for a mont he was completely lost, his breath catching in his throat.
"Luoluo..."
Sang Luo looked at the man leaning weakly against the wall in his disheveled state. The mont he saw her, he stopped suppressing the lust raging within him. His clothes were soaked, the semi-transparent fabric clinging to the tantalizing outline of his powerful muscles. Her gaze fell, and she imdiately noticed the towering evidence of his desire below his navel.
"You’re having a hard ti, aren’t you? Let help," Sang Luo said, her heart aching for him. Her shimring, beautiful eyes were pure seduction as her hand reached for his belt.
But before she could even begin to tease him, he seized her in his arms and pressed her down beneath him.
’A man who’s been celibate for over a year is a terrifying thing indeed!’
’In her mory, Lan Cang had always been restrained, gentle, and patient, always doing his utmost to be considerate of her feelings during their intimate monts. Only now, after this wild, uncontrolled indulgence, did she realize just how much he had been holding back before, and how much he must have been suffering to restrain himself!’
Sang Luo wrapped one arm around his neck, her other hand gently threading through his soft, dark hair. She cradled his head in the crook of her shoulder, whispering between soft pants, "Be gentle..."
"Luoluo, I’ve missed you so much..."
He kissed her collarbone, her shoulder, and her neck again and again, tirelessly marking every inch of her skin with his scent, making up for more than a year of cold, lonely nights.
It was the afternoon of the next day when Sang Luo finally woke up, still in a daze. Lan Cang was right there beside her.
Their clothes lay in a ssy pile on the floor. One of his long, strong arms was still wrapped tightly around her soft waist, and his deep, dark eyes were fixed on her, unblinking.
Sang Luo’s lips curved into a faint smile. She wrapped her arms around his waist and chuckled softly. "What’s wrong? Do you still think you’re dreaming?"
Under the covers, Lan Cang caught her roaming hand with his free one. He lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, his voice deep and hoarse with a charming, post-coital laziness. "I thought this was just another one of my futile dreams."
For more than a year, he had dread of her, ti and ti again.
Every night, he would feel the joy of her return, of holding his love once more, only for it to vanish the mont he woke up. Then, he would have to face the cold, empty loneliness all over again.
But now, as Lan Cang gently caressed Sang Luo’s face, kissed her warm lips, and inhaled the scent of her that drove him wild... he could finally be certain that this, all of this, was real.
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