In the darkness, his hot breath blew on my face, which made me panic. My fingertips subconsciously grasped the hem of his clothes, and he had already kissed me.

It was said to be a kiss, but it was different from the kiss in my memory.

He only touched the corner of my lips a little, and then left, like a dragonfly touching water, but the hot touch was like a flame left on my skin, burning into my heart. I shrank, but there was nowhere to retreat.

He stood up and looked at me in the dark for a while, as if giving me time to escape.

In that silence, he leaned down again and pecked gently.

The gentle kisses were like rain, falling thinly and densely, as gentle as the spring breeze, but I clearly felt that his breath was so hot, as if it would ignite a flame at any time.

I didn’t want to admit that I was bewitched, but I didn’t have the strength to push his hand away.

His kiss became heavier and deeper, and I almost felt some sparks blooming in front of my eyes. For a moment, my mind was completely blank, all reason and sobriety were burned away, and only the person in front of me was real.

When my skin came into contact with the cold air, many pimples appeared. I suddenly trembled and opened my eyes.

But he closed his eyes, and then the faint snow light filtered in from the window, and I saw the expression on his face, which was very tired, but seemed very satisfied.

Trembling, I let go of my hand holding the sheets, and raised my hand tremblingly. He was about to lean down and kiss me again, when my palm reached out and covered his mouth.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

"Your Highness..." I spoke tremblingly, looking at his eyes like a rabbit trapped under the paws of a tiger. I couldn't protect myself, so I could only plead: "Don't do this, okay?"

I know I can't escape you, and I can't escape myself. I just ask... that you let go.

The gentle atmosphere did not change because of my words. His breath was still hot, blowing on my palms. His eyes were staring at me. Under such eyes, no thoughts could escape.

He slowly raised his hand and grabbed my wrist, turned his head, and began to bite my fingertips.

I was shocked, but he didn't bite hard. I didn't even feel any pain from the thin bite of his teeth. There was only an itchy feeling. When he bit the tip of my ring finger, the feeling was even worse.

It was so strong that my heart was about to jump out of my chest, and my body was shaking like a leaf in the wind and rain, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

But at this time, he stopped.

I lay under him in a daze, a little unbelievable for a moment, but he slowly lay down and slept next to me, his hot breath blowing on my neck, still carrying that hot temperature

The breath, but really no movement.

I slowly turned my head and looked at him. One of his hands came across my body, buried his face in my shoulder, and rubbed it.

"Okay, I won't touch you."

"..."

"As long as you are like this, that's fine."

"..."

His low voice sounded in my ears, revealing indescribable weariness. I lowered my head gently and looked at the handsome face close at hand, which was also full of weariness. Only at this moment, I seemed to have gained

A little peace.

And this kind of tranquility seemed to have infected me. Listening to his long breathing, my originally panicked heart slowly calmed down. I looked at him, looking at him carefully bit by bit, in a trance.

Over time, it seemed that even his sharp facial features had become gentle. My consciousness became more and more blurred, and I just snuggled up with him and fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter completed!