Let's Give Him a Wife

"Alright, alright. I haven't left, right? Calm down. You're hugging me to death!"

Chen Xiaobei gently caressed the top of Demonic Fox's head. He wanted to laugh. She hugged him so tightly that her full breasts were pressed against his chest, nearly suffocated him.

"Why are you being so mean?! I hate you!" Demonic Fox muttered as she buried her face into his shoulder.

In contrary to what she said, her grip still did not loosen.

Before Chen Xiaobei appeared, she felt like a feather drifting in the vast sea, helpless and hopeless, constantly being swept away with the current.

Taking refuge in Chen Xiaobei's arm felt like finding a harbor on shore.

For the longest time, her quiet and lonely soul had finally found a safehouse and the comfort of a sense of security!

How could she let go?

Chen Xiaobei did not push her away but continued to stroke her head gently, allowing her time to gather herself.