"Be good, relax a little..."

Luo Wan looked at him suspiciously and panicked. Seeing that he didn't look like he was lying to her, she took a deep breath.

Let yourself relax slowly.

Ye Feimo moved his fingers slightly, feeling that he could finally move some, so he gently moved his fingertips covered with ointment inside her body, and evenly applied the ointment on his hand.

Touching the velvet-like softness inside his body, which tightly twisted his fingers, Ye Feimo felt that his blood was surging so much that it almost burst his blood vessels.

Luo Wan bit her lip and turned her head, not daring to look at him.

The cold feeling in the body, accompanied by the movement of his fingers, was simply driving people crazy.

The air seemed to be on fire, Luo Wan's cheeks turned red from the burning, and her breathing became slow and rapid.

…

After a long time, it seemed that the ointment was all applied, and Ye Feimo reluctantly took out his fingers.

That charming feeling almost made Ye Feimo sigh.

The application of medicine, which was torture for both her and him, was finally over.

The moment he let her go, Luo Wan pulled up her panties almost instantly, and then pulled up her trousers. Her hands that buttoned the buttons were shaking uncontrollably.

Ye Feimo saw her lowering her head in panic, his brows softened, he wiped off the remaining ointment on his hands, and slowly raised a smile.

"Let's go..." Seeing her tidying herself up, he also tried hard to suppress his body's impulse and said softly.

"Where to go?" Without looking at him, she tried to calm herself down.

"I'll take you to see the night view here." Before Luo Wan could refuse, Ye Feimo stretched out his uninjured hand and held her hand.

The fingers were intertwined, and they were so restrained that she couldn't even flinch.

Luo Wan twitched her hand, but he held it so tightly that her fingers were entangled like a tight knot.

…

Ye Feimo turned around and stood face to face with her, like the most intimate lover. He raised his hand to ruffle the hair on Luo Wan's forehead, and then led her out.

The hand he was playing with his broken hair was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and you could vaguely see the blood seeping out from under the gauze on the back of his hand.

"Ye Feimo, aren't you tired of pretending like this..." Luo Wan suddenly spoke.

He understood what she said.

She was talking about whether it was tiring to pretend to be gentle and affectionate towards her...

No...he is not tired, because this is not a disguise.

He enjoyed it like a cake.

One day, she will understand his thoughts and his love.

Thinking about it, Ye Feimo seemed to pretend not to hear her words, and casually changed the topic: "The scenery of Nighthawk is actually very beautiful, especially the nearby lake, which is even more beautiful under the moonlight."

Seeing that he was avoiding the question, Luo Wan stopped delving into it and followed him out obediently.

…………

After coming out of the room, passing through the long corridor, and going upstairs and downstairs, Luo Wan was looking at the place all the way.

From the outside, this castle has a sense of vicissitudes of history, giving people an ancient and heavy feeling. In fact, it is not at all inside.

Although the decoration of the entire castle is European-style, it is very modern.

Carpets, paintings, sofas, crystal lamps, everything is so modern, no different from a luxurious villa.

It's just that the alert, safety and security facilities here are many times better than those in wealthy villas.
Chapter completed!