Chapter 869: Her fragrance makes him unable to refuse
"Why would they listen to you?" Rou'er's beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.
The corner of Haoyue Rufeng's mouth curled up slightly, a wicked smile appeared on her face, and her narrow red phoenix eyes looked particularly bright in the night.
"Because, I can read bestiality!" He bent down and got closer to her.
Warm breath, with a hint of magnolia fragrance, brushed from behind the ears.
Her heart skipped a beat, and a feeling she had never felt before came over her, making her a little nervous.
Her body was tense and straight, and for a moment, she didn't even speak.
"Rou'er," he reached out and grabbed her fingers, bringing himself closer to her.
The warm fragrance of her body entered his nose, making his heart beat violently. Her every move, every frown and every smile no longer tempted him.
Except for that bad memory, his body has not touched any woman in the past three thousand years.
But now, all the cells in his body were screaming, wanting to swallow her skin and bones.
However, the strong desire was suppressed by him.
Even if he loves her to the core, he will never do anything to force her, nor will he hurt her to the point where she will never be recovered like Jun Wuhen did.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and suppressed the burning heat in his body.
"If Rou'er wants to learn, I can teach you!" he said softly.
The voice was low and rustling, with a hint of suppressed emotion and desire, which sounded even more heart-stopping in this dark night.
"Haoyue is willing to teach me?" Rou'er said in surprise, turning her head to look at him.
But she didn't expect that he was right next to her. She turned her head and her soft lips just touched his lips.
He felt as if his lips were being hit by electricity, and a numb feeling hit his whole body.
He couldn't help but put his arms around her waist and drag the back of her head with one hand.
Rou'er was about to step back, but her body was already imprisoned by him.
His lips pressed against hers.
Just like the scent he imagined, it was rich and delicate, sweeping through his soul.