Chapter 837

But Freya wasn't looking for that kind of response. Her hands trembled as she touched Ryan's pecs. She felt a little frightened but was irresistibly drawn to their raw strength. "Ryan, stay with me for a while. Okay?" As her words fell, she started massaging his back with her lips. Ryan couldn't help but touch his waist with a deep frown. He wanted to refuse but couldn't bring himself to say it. He hadn't realized that his blacksmithing would have such an impact. After Freya had massaged his back with her lips for a minute, Ryan extinguished his cigar and stood up. His eyes shone brightly with vigor. "Wait for me!" he said. "Okay." Freya wiped her rosy lips. Ryan picked up the bowl of tiger bone wine and saw that there was still a third of it left. He raised his head, his veins bulging, and his muscles tensed. Before long, he gulped down the strong liquor. Freya watched with infatuation. Ryan was perfect in every way—even the way he drank was so handsome. With the stimulating e