Chapter 37: Won’t Be Able to Stand It If He Continued Doing This

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The cabin was filled with an icy aura that was almost suffocating.

Huo Junhan looked at Shen Yaowei emotionlessly.

After staring at her small face with baby fat for a long time, an image suddenly appeared in his mind.

— In the tent, Shen Liu’an had an almost silly smile on his face. He was carefully holding the soft little baby girl in his arms and showing her off to him.

He said that she was the only pearl of the Shen family and was his treasure.

The fair and tender little girl laid quietly in Shen Liu’an’s arms. Her chubby little hand rested beside her mouth as she smiled and sucked her fingers.

The little baby’s skin was so fair and tender that it made one want to take a bite.

The moment the thought flashed across his mind, the small face in front of Huo Junhan overlapped with the little baby in his memory.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Yaowei’s shoulder.

Before Shen Yaowei could understand what was happening, the man’s thin lips were pressed against her neck.

The cold touch and hot breath hit her at the same time, making her shiver.

The next moment, Huo Junhan opened his mouth and bit the thin flesh on her neck.

Shen Yaowei’s eyes slowly widened in shock.

Huo Junhan actually bit her.

A slight pain came from her neck, but Shen Yaowei blushed and did not dare to move, afraid that a slight movement would agitate him even more.

As the unique fragrance of the girl lingered in his nose, Huo Junhan’s eyes darkened and he suddenly exerted strength.

The smell of blood immediately filled his mouth.

Tears finally rolled down Shen Yaowei’s face, and she instinctively let out a cry of pain.

“It hurts…”

The girl’s aggrieved voice fell into Huo Junhan’s ears, making his eyes soften.

However, it was only for a moment before it returned to its original coldness.

He stopped biting her and kissed the wound gently.

His eyes narrowed in satisfaction and he said softly,

“Sweet.”

Huh?

Shen Yaowei thought she was hallucinating and her face burned uncontrollably.

“Sweet. Then, then, continue?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Junhan grabbed Shen Yaowei’s chin.

His slender fingers hurt her chin. Then, his cold lips landed on her soft, gentle lips.

Shen Yaowei’s pupils trembled and her body froze.

The smell of blood mixed with the cold sandalwood fragrance on Huo Junhan’s body almost devoured her.

“It’s sweeter here,” Huo Junhan’s hoarse voice sounded.

Shen Yaowei could almost hear her heart beating wildly. Her small hand pressed against Huo Junhan’s chest weakly and she felt the emptiness in her heart fill up with this kiss.

She clearly felt Huo Junhan’s body warm up.

“It’s very hot…” Huo Junhan’s eyes almost turned completely red, looking like beautiful rubies. He let go of Shen Yaowei and pulled off his shirt, revealing his chest.

Shen Yaowei’s eyes widened.

Oh God.

Why didn’t she know that there was such a side to Huo Junhan’s hidden illness?

Who could stand this?

Shen Yaowei forcefully retrieved her rationality and helped him pull his shirt up. “Ninth Imperial Uncle, you can’t do this…”

She wouldn’t be able to stand it if he continued doing this.