'Who wants to see him bathe!'
The water sloshed softly, and the man let out a low chuckle.
The next second, a gust of wind swept his black-and-gold uniform jacket from the screen, draping it over his shoulders with a SWISH, yet it only covered half of his chest.
In the blink of an eye, he had teleported next to her tub.
"You can..." He leaned in, bracing his arms on the edge of her tub. His uniform hung loose, revealing a wide expanse of firm chest muscles as water trickled down his collarbone. "...beg me."
His voice was low and raspy, scorched by the effects of the drug. His red eyes were half-lidded, his dangerous gaze slowly sweeping across her lips.
Jiang Xinli's heart skipped a beat.
'He's doing this on purpose.'
The most elite Dark Beastmen were naturally candidates to be the future Beast Husbands of a Dark Female.
For Yu Hanche, it was only a matter of time.
