Fading Mist from the Past Chapter 34

Elara’s lips were warm and dry, as if the brand was falling, burning on the skin.

Breathing is light and shallow, smooth and regular, skipping like feathers. She carried a very faint rose breath, as if a Gu was planted in it, spreading all around, disturbing people’s minds everywhere.

The distance is so close that when she blinks, her eyelashes will sweep his face. The touch seemed to be non-existent, which intensified the unreal feeling, bit by bit, tearing his reason.

Dexter raised his hand uncontrollably, and soon stopped in the void. He closed his eyes, tried his best to restrain his desire, his palm gradually tightened, and he recovered.

He also wants to be a man.