The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 673 is still not enough!

This kiss was different from his usual gentle and tender one; instead, it carried a long-accumulated, almost greedy urgency, deep and heavy, as if he wanted to devour her whole and integrate her into his very bones.

His tongue skillfully conquered and entangled hers, drawing out all the sweetness from her mouth.

"Bend... bend..."

Between kisses, he murmured her name repeatedly in a hoarse voice, his voice filled with passion, longing, and a sense of cherishing something lost and found again.

Feeling the softness and submissiveness of the female in his arms, feeling her gentle response, Hua Han felt every cell in his body trembling and shouting with excitement, and his blood surging through his veins.

All reason and restraint crumbled in her proactive kiss and her current submissiveness.

In the dim light, the sounds of breathing gradually grew heavier, mingling with the continuous rain outside the window, composing an ambiguous and thrilling chamber music.

The air was filled with the burning passion of love, completely dispelling the slight chill of the rainy season.

Hua Han's hands, no longer content with lingering on her waist, began to slowly roam over the delicate skin of her back, exploring more territory and igniting clusters of flames that were hard to ignore.

Under his advances, Bai Wanwan's body gradually weakened, and she could only cling to him more tightly, letting herself sink into this belated, intimate time that belonged only to the two of them.

The air seemed to have turned into thick honey, flowing slowly.

The light was dim and yellowish, softened and blurred by the sound of rain outside the window, casting swaying, indistinct shadows on the walls.

His kiss was like a wildfire.

With an almost devout longing, his fingertips explored the map of her skin, little by little, with utmost care.

He could feel the pulse of life beneath his palm, and he so hoped that this place... would one day nurture a bloodline belonging to him and Wanwan.

This thought made his blood boil, yet it was also firmly suppressed by an even greater, aching happiness.

Not enough! Still not enough!
I want closer, deeper confirmation.

Deep within his soul clamored a desire to crush her and embed her into his very bones.

But when he looked up and saw her slightly closed eyelashes, and felt the softness and fatigue in her body due to pregnancy, the surging waves of emotion receded forcibly.

He stopped, pressing his burning forehead against hers, his breath heavy and scorching, forming an impenetrable cocoon.

He wrapped his arms around her, as if embracing the most fragile dream in the world.

"No..." Her voice was hoarse and strained, filled with suppressed pain. "You're too tired."

That concession contained complete respect, as well as a subtle vulnerability that evoked her pity.

She didn't speak, but in that brief pause, she slowly and firmly turned around and hugged him even tighter.

Her soft belly pressed against his taut waist and abdomen, a silent yet powerful acceptance.

Her hand, with a soothing touch, glided across his sweaty back.

"Wanwan..." he called her in a hoarse voice, with a final warning and a complete surrender, "You know I can't refuse you... please don't..."

What else?
Don't be so gentle? Don't be so indulgent? Don't let his already crumbling rationality be completely burned away?

The subsequent words shattered in the sudden intimacy.

He was like a traveler who had trekked for too long in the desert and finally saw an oasis, plunging headlong into that life-saving spring.

All the sounds faded away, leaving only the intertwined breaths, heartbeats, and a satisfied sigh that seemed to come from the depths of the soul.

The world shrank to just this warm bed, and the person he loved to the core in his arms. A low growl escaped uncontrollably from the depths of his throat, like a wild beast finally released from its cage.

Satisfied, delighted, and filled with happiness.

He was tossed and turned in those dizzying waves, his consciousness hazy, yet he perceived her presence with unparalleled clarity.

He found himself sinking deeper and deeper into a swamp called "White Curve".

He greedily absorbed her scent, her warmth...

At that moment, he suddenly couldn't imagine life without her.

That would be a despair colder than the coldest snow season.

This thought made him hold her tighter, but his movements became even more tender and affectionate, as if he wanted to possess more through this moment of intimacy.

Inside the room, the suppressed yet blissful sounds lingered, intertwining with the tireless rain outside the window, eventually merging into a chaotic yet warm tranquility.

The rain gradually subsided, but the warmth inside the house lingered.

Surrounded by Hua Han's comforting embrace and scent, Bai Wanwan slept soundly and did not wake up until dawn. The two remained in each other's arms until daybreak.

The next morning, Hua Han was the first to wake up.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the female in his arms, feeling her even and warm breath on his chest, a sense of satisfaction and happiness filled his entire body.

He carefully withdrew his arm and tucked the blanket around her.
Bai Wanwan lazily opened her eyes, "You're up?"

Hua Han looked at her beautiful and adorable sleeping face, his fox-like eyes curving into crescents, and left a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Sleep a little longer, I'll go and bring you some food."

Bai Wanwan really wanted to take a nap, so she mumbled a reply and turned over to continue sleeping.

Hua Han then gently opened the door and walked out, her face still bearing the lingering smugness of spring.

When she looked up, she met a pair of eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.

Yan Lie stood outside the door with his arms crossed, like a gatekeeper, clearly having been guarding it for quite some time.

Seeing Hua Han's satisfied and smug look, he lowered his voice and said angrily, "You cunning fox, shameless! We agreed that I would just take a nap with Wanwan, but you actually... you actually took over the whole night!"

Hua Han was in a very good mood and didn't bother to argue with him.

He smoothed his meticulously styled hair, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said in a relaxed tone, "Wanwan didn't tell me to leave, so am I supposed to just go on my own?"

He watched as Yan Lie's face flushed red, then slowly added, "Alright, I'm going to get breakfast for Wanwan. She was exhausted last night and needs to eat something."

After saying that, he ignored Yan Lie's reaction, walked straight past him, and went downstairs with light steps, leaving Yan Lie alone in the spot, grinding his teeth in anger.

Yan Lie stared at Hua Han's retreating figure as she disappeared down the stairs, then immediately turned around, pushed open the door, and went inside.

Inside the room, Bai Wanwan was still sleeping soundly.

Yan Lie walked over, quietly lifted the blanket and crawled inside, holding the female in his arms.

Bai Wanwan was half asleep when she thought Hua Han had returned. She turned over, hugged his waist, and snuggled into his arms to fall asleep again.

Yan Lie then smiled with relief, tightened his arms, and contentedly embraced his female, intending to take a nap.

(End of this chapter)