Huang Cao, who had originally wanted to leave, could only give up on the idea. It was just one night, after all. Nothing would happen.
With his control over his own body, there was no way some clichéd "accidental spark" plot would occur, either.
But being held was really uncomfortable, and this distance was far too close.
He should save just a little more space and preserve the last shred of his dignity as a good man...
Warfarin, you have to believe me!
Huang Cao nudged Lamian behind him with his arm. "This bed's a little too cramped. I think we can save more space."
"Don't leave..."
Lamian spoke almost in a sobbing tone, the fear in her eyes looking remarkably convincing.
Why did it feel like Lamian's character setting had collapsed a little...?
Was she really this weak in the story? Huang Cao was puzzled.
At that moment, someone still had no idea he had already crawled into the hunter's predatory net, so he said:
"Since my race is the Grass-eating Demon, we can simply shrink our bodies through long-term evolution. Close your eyes for a moment."
"Shrink your body?"
Lamian did not question it too much. Blood Demons could change their bodies as well, but she still obediently closed her eyes.
His actions had already been wildly dancing on the boundaries of a young man's virtue. He really shouldn't go too far.
The next second after she closed her eyes, Lamian felt the person in her arms suddenly shrink, eventually becoming an incredibly boyish young man.
"This makes the bed much roomier."
Oh my god, what is this?
When Lamian opened her eyes, she saw a cute and handsome boy held in her arms, giving off the fragrance of plants.
So soft, so fragrant~
"Wait, don't get so