A sharp pain lanced through Bai Lian’s heart at Su Yaoyao’s words. He gazed at her resolute expression, a mix of helplessness and sorrow swirling within him.

He knew her well. Once Su Yaoyao made up her mind, she wouldn’t be swayed. But the thought of being intimate with her in this out-of-control state filled him with terror and resistance.

Reg stood to one side, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. His gaze darted between Su Yaoyao and Bai Lian, his emotions in turmoil.

Logic told him this might be the only way to save Bai Lian, but emotionally, he couldn’t accept Su Yaoyao taking such a risk.

"Yaoyao, have you really thought this through? This is too dangerous." Reg’s voice was low, laced with a barely perceptible tremor.

Su Yaoyao didn’t look back, only nodding firmly. "I have. I can’t just watch him die." With that, she walked slowly toward Bai Lian, each step heavy yet resolute.

Bai Lian watched Su Yaoyao draw closer, his eyes filled with conflict. His body trembled uncontrollably, his semi-bestial form radiating a powerful and dangerous aura.

"Yaoyao, don’t come any closer... I’m afraid..." His voice was broken, laced with endless agony.

But Su Yaoyao didn’t stop. She walked right up to Bai Lian and reached out, gently caressing his now-coarse cheek as tears welled up again. "Bai Lian, trust me. We can get through this."

Gazing at the trust and determination in Su Yaoyao’s eyes, the walls around Bai Lian’s heart began to crumble. He knew he could no longer refuse her decision. In the end, he slowly closed his eyes and gave a slight nod.

Seeing this, Pani immediately stepped forward. "I’ll stand guard outside. If anything happens, I’ll come in right away." With that, he and Reg retreated from the room, leaving the space to Su Yaoyao and Bai Lian.

Inside the room, Su Yaoyao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

She slowly drew near Bai Lian, gently pressing her lips to his.

At first, Bai Lian’s body was tense, resisting his primal urges.

But as she soothed him, the rampaging power within him seemed to show faint signs of subsiding.

But the desire in his eyes was like a surging tidal wave, constantly churning as a voice screamed wildly from the depths of his heart: ’Not enough. It’s nowhere near enough...’

Yet his reason desperately told him that he couldn’t do this.

Su Yaoyao keenly sensed he was still struggling. Her heart pounded like a drum, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.

Mustering her courage, she placed her hands gently against Bai Lian’s chest and, with a slight push, sent him falling backward.

Her hand trembled as she slowly caressed his lips, feeling their delicate texture with her fingertips.

Bai Lian narrowed his eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Almost subconsciously, he greedily darted out his tongue for a light lick.

The instant they touched, a jolt of electricity shot from Su Yaoyao’s fingertips through her entire body. She trembled slightly, her face flushing an even deeper shade of red.

Bai Lian’s movements were gentle yet aggressively possessive, leaving no spot untouched.

But soon, Su Yaoyao’s fingers left his lips. Bai Lian frowned slightly, opening his eyes in dissatisfaction.

His gaze held a hint of confusion and grievance, as if to say, ’No more?’

He was utterly conflicted. His mind told him he shouldn’t continue to indulge in the charged atmosphere, but the craving in his heart was a runaway stallion he couldn’t stop from wanting more.

Su Yaoyao took a deep breath, trying to quell her inner panic.

Her pale fingertips didn’t pause. With the do-or-die courage of someone burning their boats, she slowly traced a line down past his well-defined collarbone.

The prominent bones rose and fell beneath her fingertips, a testament to his masculine allure.

Bai Lian’s face instantly flushed crimson, a scarlet hue spreading all the way to the tips of his ears.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the little hand making mischief on his body. Watching it explore lower and lower, he was filled with a mix of tension and anticipation.

Su Yaoyao’s hand continued its journey, caressing his firm pectoral muscles and feeling the powerful contours of the sinew beneath.

Next, her hand moved slowly to his abdomen, tracing circles over his firm abs.

Bai Lian’s breathing grew ragged, his chest heaving violently. The beast of desire within him thrashed wildly, about to break free from its last restraints.

"Leon, stop holding back. Trust me." Su Yaoyao’s voice was soft and bewitching, a spell that struck him to his very core.

’Perhaps the only way to calm the rampaging power inside him,’ she thought, ’is to let him unleash his feelings.’

And so, Su Yaoyao lowered her head and kissed Bai Lian again, this time with reckless abandon.

The moment she inadvertently brushed against *it*, Bai Lian’s pupils dilated. He grabbed Su Yaoyao and, in one swift motion, flipped over, pinning her beneath him.

Bai Lian panted heavily. When he looked up to meet Su Yaoyao’s gaze, she saw that all restraint had vanished from his eyes, replaced by raw abandon and profound love.

At that moment, he was like a beast in the throes of passion, driven by pure instinct.

Bai Lian licked his lips, his voice as rough as sandpaper. "Yaoyao, sate my desire."

Passion spread rapidly through the room, a blazing fire that completely engulfed them both.

Bai Lian’s hands trailed slowly up from Su Yaoyao’s waist, each touch sending a shiver through her body.

Su Yaoyao’s breathing quickened. She clung tightly to Bai Lian, her fingers unconsciously leaving scratches on his back.

Her cheeks were scorching, her gaze hazy with endless affection and surrender.

Bai Lian’s kisses grew more feverish, traveling from her lips to her neck, then down to her collarbone, leaving a trail of marks in their wake, as if to brand every inch of her skin as his own.

As time went on, the space between them vanished.

In an instant, Su Yaoyao’s pupils constricted. It was beyond anything she could have imagined.

The barbs hooked and teased her, making her itch. She was completely overwhelmed, melting into a puddle, leaving herself entirely at Bai Lian’s mercy.

In the heated atmosphere, the two were tangled in an inseparable embrace.

Reg and Pani stood guard outside the door. At first, they managed to feign composure, trying to let their minds wander.

But the faint, delicate moans coming from the room were like invisible threads, yanking their attention right back.

Pani’s face instantly flushed beet-red, so hot that even his ears felt like they were burning.

His Adam’s apple bobbed. He subconsciously shifted his feet, his hands clenching and unclenching awkwardly at his sides.

He felt his heart was beating ridiculously fast, as if it were about to pound its way out of his chest.

To hide his panic, he turned away and bent over slightly, pretending to examine a nearby object. His faintly trembling shoulders, however, betrayed his inner turmoil.