In the darkness of night, the man's heavy breathing, the body-tearing pain, an oddly familiar sensation overwhelmed Feng Bailing like a tide.
The candlelight flickered in the room.
The black-furred fox crouched outside, gazed doubtfully into the bridal chamber, its ears drooping down, not daring to listen to the embarrassing sounds from within.
Yet it was at that moment that a dark shadow darted past.
Hei Dian became alert, pushing off with its paws to chase after the shadow.
Dugu Wu awoke from a deep sleep, his mind feeling groggy.
He remembered drinking with Feng Bailing, and afterward, his Gang Qi had gone berserk.
Dugu Wu looked around and saw that he was alone in the bridal chamber.
Dugu Wu started with surprise.
He felt around behind himself, and apart from a small patch of skin on his back, everything seemed normal.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He hadn't lost control.
