Young Master Seys' lips glided over Ariel Morris' fair and delicate skin, a gentle kiss like water touching water, yet it carried a burning heat. Wherever his lips touched, Ariel felt as if ants were nibbling at her, tingling and soft, making her heart itch unbearably.
Ariel Morris involuntarily murmured, "Arlo."
Young Master Seys' eyes deepened, his throat moved slightly, and without hesitation, he removed her remaining clothes, the arrow was ready to be released at any moment.
"Does Ariel Morris love Young Master Seys?" Young Master Seys lowered his head, leaning close to Ariel Morris' ear and asked softly.
Ariel Morris was swept up in emotion, her gaze somewhat dazed, she nodded instinctively, "I love Young Master Seys, very much, very much."
Love filled the entire room.
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Ariel Morris lay in Young Master Seys' arms, her forehead adorned with fine beads of sweat, a blush on her exquisite face.
