C116 CHAPTER116 I DON'T NEED TO LINE UP

"Hissss..."

Sam Moreels inhaled sharply as Lynphex's hands slipped into his sleeves, the mingling of cold and warmth eliciting an involuntary moan from him. He groaned again, a sound born of deep sensation.

He then lifted Lynphex in his arms and walked into the room.

"Mhmm..."

Sleep eluded him the entire night.

Come morning, Sam Moreels gazed at Lynphex