Chapter 389: Cultivation Breakthrough!

In the room next door, the moment Atreus Lyson stepped inside, Hermoine had already wound herself around him. Her lips found his in a clumsy kiss, eager and unguarded. Atreus had been holding back for days. He did not stand a chance against that kind of teasing. Hermoine fell back onto the bed, her blood-red eyes glossy and unfocused, as if they might melt into threads. She panted softly and asked, "Sweetie… do you like me like this, or…?" "All of it." Atreus's gaze burned so hot it was almost...