The lights were off in the lounge. Only faint moonlight filtered through the open French windows.
A strong hand slid down her back, grasping her slender waist and pulling them closer together.
The young man's soft lips brushed against Jiang Qingli's neck, his breathing heavy.
Jiang Qingli smelled the strong scent of alcohol mixed with an unidentifiable sweet fragrance, creating a dizzying, intoxicating effect.
Suddenly, she felt a slight sting on her neck.
The male Beastman nibbled at the flesh of her neck, his canines exploring her skin as if he wanted to break through it and devour the person in his arms completely.
Jiang Qingli flinched back, but he only held her tighter.
Unable to bear it any longer, the girl raised her voice and called his name, "Qin Muye! You're hurting me!"
Hearing his name shouted so suddenly, Qin Muye froze.
He shook his head.
A snow leopard's night vision was superb. Even without lights, Qin Muye could see her face clearly.
