In the cramped dormitory, the heavy gasps of a man followed one after another, interspersed with the occasional gentle moans of a girl and the creaking sounds of the shaking bed, making it clear what was happening inside.
This time, having confirmed that there were no others in the dormitory, Mu Hanmo lost the last thread of his reason as Tiantian's hands continually caressed his body. The girl wrapped around him like a soft snake, tightly clinging to his neck. Even though the dormitory bed was cramped, it still couldn't impede the passion that exploded between them.
But strangely enough, as Mu Hanmo's emotions peaked while he lay on top of the girl, his complexion grew paler, with only occasional flushes of excitement. His eye sockets were sunken, his lips chapped, and his cheekbones slightly protruded—not a trace of his previously hearty and robust appearance remained. He looked like an addict, emaciated and utterly devoid of energy.
He was utterly listless to the extreme.
