Chapter 120 Hug Me, Uly!

Ulysses didn't dare to approach her recklessly because she seemed like she had been given some special potion. His body was like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment, without needing any provocation from Falcoña. Just staring at her rosy cheeks in peaceful sleep was enough to ignite the desire within him. But the good news was that this kind of potion usually affected one's senses. Even if he couldn't control turning back into a werewolf later, it wouldn't matter if Falcoña accidentally saw him. If she dared to ask him the next day, he could just say she was hallucinating. Ulysses didn't dare to look any longer, lying stiffly on the ground. Only Falcoña was left to sleep on the bed! Although he could have thrown Falcoña into the guest room and slept comfortably in bed himself, he was worried about her being drugged. What if something happened to her, like bumping into something or hurting herself? He would regret it too much! Just as he lay down, he felt a little