You... You Have No Shame!

The next second, the sound of soft, fragmented kisses drifted out, mixed with Leng Yulai's suppressed moans. Her voice was filled with infatuation and satisfaction, as though she had finally obtained a treasure she had dreamed of for so long. Leng Yaozhu's entire body stiffened, and even her fingertips trembled slightly. She closed her eyes, unable to believe what she was hearing.

Inside the room, Leng Yulai straddled Zhong Shenxiu's lower abdomen, her hands braced at his sides as she lowered her head slightly.

Her purple-black hair fell loose, brushing Zhong Shenxiu's cheek with a faint, cool fragrance. A misty sheen veiled her dark violet eyes, overflowing with love and obsession, as if she wanted to carve the person before her into her very bones. She had waited far too long for this day. From the moment the Radiant Mark had been planted within her, both her body and soul had belonged to him.

When the mark had first been planted, she had resisted with all her heart, considering it the greatest humiliation. She was the mighty Dark Phoenix Douluo—how could she possibly submit to some immature boy?

Yet as time passed, that attachment etched deep into her soul only grew stronger, spreading like poison. In the end, she had become willing, even yearning day and night to remain by his side, to be just a little closer to him.

She looked at the young man before her. He was already tall and straight among those his age, his sharply defined face carrying a sternness rarely seen in someone so young. His pale golden vertical pupils now held only her reflection.

Leng Yulai's heart pounded wildly. Her soft hand slowly moved upward from his lower abdomen, and even through his clothes, she could feel his scorching body heat and the