Inside the black fog.
The malice in Shen Ru's heart suddenly dissipated the instant the man indulgently lowered his head. That indescribable feeling enveloped every nerve in his mind.
Like an obedient dog, the man showed not the slightest hesitation, happily and eagerly enjoying the other's forceful commands.
His dark red eyes brimmed with intense emotion. Shen Ru slowly closed them, his lashes trembling slightly.
The surrounding temperature was not high, but their mounting emotions gradually brought a warmth to the air.
A vicious red gleam rose in Mo Yu's pitch-black eyes, as though he might cross the line at any moment.
Shen Ru frowned, hesitated briefly, then roughly grabbed the man's hair and forced him to lift his head.
Their eyes met.
"Don't lose control."
Everything around them was deathly silent. Shen Ru tilted his head back, his beautiful skin seeming to glow in the dim surroundings.
Mo Yu's greedy gaze traveled over the young man inch by inch, a strange, selfish possessiveness instantly flooding his mind.
Sweat soaked the loose strands over Shen Ru's forehead, lending his alluring exterior an even more decadent, sinful air.
He took the situation outside into account.
With a dark expression, Mo Yu acted human for once.
The black fog dispersed.
A vivid flush suffused Shen Ru's face, his eyes and brows radiating an enticing allure. His lips were crimson and glossy, making him look like a demon who survived by devouring human souls.
He lazily raised his red eyes and met Su Ziqiu's utterly terrified gaze.
Inexplicably guilty, Shen Ru said, "..."
Oh no. I forgot about my photographer...
At that moment, Su Ziqiu had dragged Mu Xiaoxiao into kneeling and bowing before the grotesquely swollen corpse. Whether because of the instance's settings or something else, the front door would not