Although his own brain, theoretically, had already forgotten about sleeping together with An Le in the divine land, whenever Yan Huan thought of An Le, some unfounded sensory memories would inexplicably surface in his mind.
The warmth of her sleeping next to him, the fragrance of her hair, her softness...
It seemed that while the brain had forgotten, the body still remembered those moments of beauty and tranquility.
Brain?
Body?
Huh...
As Yan Huan was lost in thought, sudden inspiration struck him.
He suddenly thought of a clever trick to control Ye Shiyu... no, even other hosts in the future.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think deeply, because as his consciousness became clearer, he gradually realized that he seemed to be in someone's embrace.
"Mmm..."
He pretended to hum lazily, as if just waking up.
It turned out that he was nestled in An Le's embrace.
No wonder, it was so soft and comfortable.
