A Skin Hunger Attack Strikes, and a Possessive Big Shot Grabs Her by the Waist

Skin Hunger Syndrome / Sweet, Soft Bottom VS Teasing Top

"I'm cold..."

"There, hold me tight and you'll warm up." Lu Chen coaxed him, lowering his head to clasp his waist and hold him firmly against his chest.

"Come back to Linjiang Manor with me tonight." Lu Chen gripped his chin and forced him to look up, his gaze so commanding it left no room for negotiation.

"From now on, you can't leave my sight without my permission. Not even a step. Do you agree?"

Ruan Tang stared at his face, so close to his own. The emptiness brought on by his illness still gnawed faintly at his bones.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then obediently replied, "I agree... I'll do whatever you say..."

Ruan Tang knew that, for him, Lu Chen's possessive prison was ironically the only antidote in the world that could ease the hunger deep in his bones...