The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 764, Chapter 763: Let Him Be Selfish This Time

The room was dimly lit. Bai Wanwan wrapped herself tightly in Jinying's thick, soft bed, even her breathing was extremely light, but her heartbeat was amplified in the silence, pounding like a drum in her ears.

She heard the door being pushed open and then gently closed.

She could faintly hear footsteps, but she was confined to the small space, and her breathing and heartbeat disrupted her senses.

Gradually, she could no longer hear any sound.

It seemed completely silent outside.

Bai Wanwan huddled under the covers, somewhat puzzled. Hadn't he... noticed?
He tried to hold back, but finally couldn't resist and slowly lifted a corner of the blanket to peek outside.

They met a pair of eyes that appeared exceptionally deep in the dim light.

He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, turned to the side, his gaze calmly fixed on her, and it was unclear how long he had been watching her.

There was no surprise, no questions, I just quietly watched her, enjoying every moment with her.

She simply threw off the covers and crawled out.

Why didn't you call me when you found out?

Without hesitation, she straddled his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

The warmth, belonging to a man and carrying the refreshing moisture and unique body temperature after a shower, was transmitted through the thin fabric, instantly soothing her slightly cool skin and awakening some long-forgotten and intimate memories.

These are memories that belong to her and Fu Jinshen, memories that are seamless and passionately intertwined.

Her heart ached with a bitter taste; was she really going to lose him?

Suppressing her surging emotions, she found his lips and eagerly kissed him.

It wasn't a test, it was an absorption, an attempt to dispel the boundless coldness in my heart in the most direct way.

A deep and painful tenderness welled up in Jin Ying's (Fu Jinshen) eyes. He did not flinch, and even adjusted his position to meet her kiss.

With one hand firmly supporting her lower back and the other hand holding the back of her neck, his fingertips dug into her soft hair. With a tender yet encompassing strength, he pressed her closer to him, deepening the kiss.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths mingling.

At first, Bai Wanwan's tearful, salty, and unreasonable demands were gradually guided and soothed by Fu Jinshen's gentle yet firm rhythm.

His kiss was like a silent sigh, or the most solemn vow, soothing her agitated panic little by little, yet in their exchanged breaths, it also infused her with the same heavy longing and reluctance to part.

The kiss seemed endless, until both of them were breathless and their foreheads touched.

Bai Wanwan's eyes were hazy, her cheeks were flushed, and her body nestled softly in his arms. One hand, however, unconsciously, with a kind of anxious longing, slid into his slightly open collar, touching his firm and hot chest, feeling the steady and powerful heartbeat beneath it.

However, just as her fingertips were trying to go further and untie the cumbersome ties, a warm, large hand gently covered her and grasped her restless wrist.

"Wanwan," Fu Jinshen's voice was low and hoarse, with suppressed breathing and a clear restraint, "That's enough for today...

Bai Wanwan was taken aback, her hazy eyes suddenly clearing, filled with surprise and confusion, "This has only just begun... how can it be enough?"

She could feel his body reacting clearly. He clearly wanted her too, so why did he stop?

Fu Jinshen closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, a complex mix of emotions swirled within them. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumb gently tracing her moist, swollen lips.

“These past few days, I know,” he said softly, but each word was clear, “that you poured almost all your attention and energy into me because of guilt and fear. You were worried that you weren’t giving me enough. You were worried that you wouldn’t have enough time, so you desperately tried to make it up to me.”

He saw through the underlying unease beneath all her erratic behavior.

“But, Wanwan,” he pressed his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling, “I don’t want this. I don’t want you to do things you don’t really want to do because you feel guilty towards me.”

Fu Jinshen understands her even better than she understands herself.

Those males held a very important place in Wanwan's heart, and he was well aware of this.

But because of guilt and fear, she tried to ignore what she cared about and used her attention to him to escape.

His gaze seemed to penetrate her very soul. "They are your partners, an important part of your life now and in the future, and..."

He paused, his tone carrying an almost cruel clarity, yet filled with tenderness that considered her long-term future: "In the future, those who will truly accompany you for the longer years to come are them."

These words were like a knife chilled to the bone, precisely piercing through the fear that Bai Wanwan was trying to conceal with passion.

He so calmly, even with a sense of entrustment, laid bare before her the future without him, something she had always wanted to escape.

Tears instantly burst forth, gushing forth.

"Yes! They will always be with me!" she choked, almost shouting, her voice broken and trembling with sobs. "So I have a lot of time with them! We can take it slow! But what about you? Fu Jinshen... what about you? Tell me, how much time do we have left? You've already left me once, are you going to leave me again?"

She pounded on his shoulder like a desperate little animal.

Seeing her face covered in tears and hearing her sorrowful questions, Fu Jinshen felt as if his heart was being scorched on a blazing fire, or as if it had sunk to the deepest seabed.

How could he not be in pain? He was more unwilling to leave than anyone else, and more attached to the warmth and reality of being in someone's arms at this moment.

But it was precisely because of this longing, because he loved her more than anything else, that he could not allow himself to indulge in it, nor could he bear to see her make a mess of her life because of him, leaving her with even more regrets in the future.

"Okay, I won't leave." His voice was hoarse as he repeated the promise he himself couldn't keep. His arms tightened, pulling her trembling body completely into his embrace, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones. "Wanwan, don't cry..."

But Bai Wanwan wouldn't listen to any words of comfort.

These days, the pressure of losing him, along with the guilt of temporarily neglecting other males, all mixed together, turned into even more torrential tears and an almost destructive impulse.

She suddenly raised her head, her face streaked with tears, and kissed his lips again. This time, the kiss was tinged with the salty taste of tears, with an unwavering resolve, and with a madness that said, "Even if it's just for this moment, I want to burn completely."

Fu Jinshen initially tried to maintain a shred of rationality.

But her tears burned him, and her kisses were desperate and passionate.

All the defenses he had built collapsed in the face of her overwhelming emotions.

If leaving is inevitable... if this time is truly stolen, and could end at any moment... if pushing her away ultimately brings her deeper pain and regret...

Then... let him be selfish this once.

The last thread of reason snapped.

(End of this chapter)