The moonlight spilled on the ground, like the frost described by the poet Li Bai!
Lin Baici lay in bed, tossing and turning.
For some reason, he just wanted to go to Gu Qingxiang, even if just to hold her; it was a gnawing desire.
"My self-control shouldn't be this bad, should it?"
Lin Baici was frustrated.
In the past, being attracted to beautiful women made him want to stick around them every day, which was understandable; but he was a God Hunter now!
He had killed many people, survived numerous life-and-death situations, and had even experienced women's flavors; he shouldn't be this shallow, yet he couldn't control himself.
Is this what love is?
[It's not love, you just want to devour her!]
"Is your kind of eating respectable?"
Lin Baici rolled his eyes.
[What are you struggling with? Isn't it normal for a king to have three thousand beauties?]
[Have you ever seen those women who aspire to marry into wealth ask for a dowry?]