Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL] - Chapter 64: Thalassotélos — VII

... s as he bit his lower lip and nodded somewhat jerkily, not letting go of Long ZhenHai’s hands.

The heat of his hands a nameless but exceedingly familiar warmth against the dragon’s cold ones, his touch a burning, invisible brand on Long ZhenHai’s skin.

A mark no one could see, not even Long ZhenHai himself. But still, he could feel it. In his body, on the skin clinging to his person, deep in his bones, the scalding brand burnt right into his very soul.

The soul he shared ...