Alarm bells screamed in Jiang Xinli's head. She reached out to push him, but his body didn't budge an inch.
She grew frantic. "Lanse, not now!"
He was confused. "Miss Xinli, why?"
The young man's breath came in ragged gasps. The fingers caressing her slender waist paused for a moment. Veins bulged on the arm he used to prop himself up on the soft, golden couch.
Jiang Xinli gazed at his devastatingly handsome face and struggled to suppress the stirring desire within her. She told him the truth. "I don't want to become S-level right now."
They say it's a sweet death to die in the arms of a lover, a worthy end even as a ghost.
But she didn't want to die.
And she certainly didn't want to be a ghost.
She had seven flawless, perfect Beast Husbands who loved and doted on her, all waiting for her to come home.
Besides, this was just an empty Illusion Realm.
