Chapter 18 Warning
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Ye Zhantian cradled her face, kissing her back fervently.
Nan Zhifeng, as if redeemed, greedily savored this passion...
The two were intertwined like flames, wishing they could consume each other.
But just as Ye Zhantian was about to lay siege to the city, Nan Zhifeng suddenly pushed him away, retreating to avoid him and biting her own hand again, using pain and blood to resist the effects of the drug...
Ye Zhantian frowned at her, dark desire swirling in his eyes.
Rationality and sensuality were in tug of war.
In the end, he turned and left, making a phone call, "Come over here."
...
When Nan Zhifeng woke up, it was already the next afternoon.
Her head throbbed painfully, and her body felt weak, but there were no other strange sensations.
Her hand hurt terribly as if injured, but it had already been bandaged.
Squinting her eyes, she looked carefully; this was Ye Zhantian's expansive apartment.
She felt immediately at peace.