Her figure is well-proportioned, with perfect lines. The cold moonlight shines on her, and her long black hair is casually scattered, with a few strands falling onto her lustrous shoulder,
truly an enchanting temptation that no man can resist.
Bo Yimo's eyes deepen, a hint of madness in them. How could he not go crazy when the scene from his dreams appears before him?
He wants to swallow her whole, let her become part of his bones and blood, so she will be his. Thinking to such an extreme, with such obsession, he's already lost it.
Tong Yan is unaware of all this. She chuckles softly and playfully feels his chest, "Feels good."
Bo Yimo's body stiffens, becoming hotter, desperate to release, but in the end, he holds her restless, mischievous hand, "Baby, don't move."
Tong Yan, stopped, is dissatisfied, "No, I want to move."
Then, she twists around, and finally smiles proudly at him, that look incredibly tempting, making one want to swallow her whole.
