"Hey, hey, you can't eat that much of it all at once. You have to refine it in portions. Otherwise, something's going to go wrong."
Lin Hanye kindly reminded her.
Even he himself had refined the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue bit by bit back then, eating some, refining some, splitting it into several rounds.
"What could go wrong? You're underestimating a Titled Douluo."
But Ling Yuan, flushed with shame and anger, did not care about any of that. She grabbed the softened whale glue and wolfed it down.
But when she had eaten two-thirds of it, Ling Yuan's bright eyes suddenly grew hazy. Her cheeks burned, her expression turned dazed, and she actually began tugging at her collar of her own accord.
Lin Han thought, Not good. On instinct, he wanted to help cool her down, but it was already too late. She had already pounced on him.
Lin Hanye felt as if he had had an incredibly dazzling, incredibly sensual dream.
In the dream, he and a peerless beauty as passionate as fire and as tender as water had tangled together for a very long time.
It let him taste the beauty of Douluo for the first time.
Unlike in the simulation, this time it was real.
In the past, because Ah Yin and Liu Erlong had been too young, he had not felt right making a move. As for Bibi Dong, he had always held back out of worry that he would give himself away and be noticed by Qian Xunji.
This time, he truly had no scruples at all.
And that woman had wanted him again and again, as if she could never be satisfied, leaving him sunk deep in a land of tenderness, unable to pull himself free.
But no matter how good a dream