After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 85 Oh, so who do you like the most?
My pride in reason vanished in an instant.

My heart kept screaming, "I want to possess her, I want to own her!"

The girl was forced to raise her head. Her long, fine, black hair hung down her back, and her misty eyes were completely dark, making it impossible to see anything, but it made her senses even more acute.

"You...you are?"

The girl was filled with trepidation and doubt, but she was restricted by the iron chains binding her hands, which bound her in a large, uncoordinated position.

Like a lost lamb on a chopping board, she looked so pitiful that one couldn't help but feel a surge of malice and want to make her cry.

His unintentional question felt like his heart was being repeatedly roasted in a raging fire, filling him with a feeling of jealousy.

"Who am I? Let me show you who I am."

The man leaned down, a wicked thought suddenly rising within him, his voice low and hoarse, a disguised expression on his face.

As soon as she finished speaking, the tips of the girl's ears seemed to be teased by something soft, leaving them damp.

The girl dodged away, her soft voice tinged with panic, "You... go away."

"Ah."

A soft, tingling laugh escaped from her ear.

The fingers, with their distinct knuckles, ripped downwards, violently tearing the clothes apart.

Her fair skin was a visual feast for him, and he wanted to continue writing, but he was afraid it wouldn't pass the censorship.

(I won't go into the specifics, but you all know that in the end, nothing like that happened.)

Xiaxia silently recited: Prosperity, democracy, civility, and harmony.
Her slender hand touched something, and the girl suddenly stopped struggling. Her reddened eyes filled with tears, and her gaze was filled with immense shock.

Gradually, as if sensing that something was wrong with the girl, the man who was leaning over her stopped.

In the dim light, he raised his eyes, his long black eyelashes fluttering and casting faint shadows beneath them.

Like a newly hatched butterfly fluttering its delicate wings, her thin lips were slightly pursed, forming a perfect arc. But the person beneath her was already...

Tears streamed down her face, soaking the black cloth covering her eyes and the pillow. The girl's fair neck was covered with hickeys.

The man looked helplessly at the girl on the bed and gently kissed away the tears on her face.

The girl screamed in despair, tears glistening on her eyelashes, "Pus Ye Yuan is the worst! I hate Pus Ye Yuan the most!"

“Miss You…Miss Youyou…”

The next moment, my heart was filled with overwhelming anger.

Who do you hate the most?
"So who's your favorite? The blond one?"

Cold fingers lingered on the girl's face, pinching her cheeks.

The beast within him broke free of its prison, showering him with kisses that were no longer tender; instead, they were laced with the man's fury.

With a touch of sinful pleasure, the angel, oblivious to the ways of the world, was dragged into hell by his own hands, turning white into black bit by bit, and sinking together into depravity.

[Lu You: Oh no, we've gone too far.]

[666: Oh no, oh no, the host is doomed this time.]

Just as they were about to take the final step, a distant bell, seemingly from several different times, rang out, waking the two from their sleep.

Her curved eyelashes fluttered gently, and the morning light shone through the window, illuminating her fair face and making her features appear even more defined.

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Oh wow, here it comes, the first dream is over~
Xiaxia is risking her life! If you don't vote, I'll kill you all!!! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

(End of this chapter)