The strange heat inside Chu Shuran's body had weakened, but it still had not disappeared completely.
And no matter how much she tried to suppress it, the image of Lin Feng's big hard long tool continued to appear in her mind again and again.
What was worse was that her actions were not brought about by the snake mark anymore but by the extreme heat inside her own body.
His calm expression. His overwhelming presence.
And that terrifying size that had unintentionally left a deep impression on her heart.
Chu Shuran lightly bit her lip as confusion filled her thoughts.
"What is happening to me…?" she wondered silently.
Beside her, her husband continued his fake snoring without daring to open his eyes even once.
In truth, he was extremely nervous.
Although he appeared asleep, he was secretly paying attention to every movement Chu Shuran made, afraid that she might suddenly pounce on him again at any moment.
