I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel
So stop teasing me.
Probably because I knew that this was really just a novel, my desire to continue reading became less strong. In order to be able to go to bed before two in the morning, I put my diary back in my bag, then hurriedly made the rest of the charts and flew back to my bedroom. Upon entering, I saw that Zephyrine was lying on her bed, scrunched up in a ball with her back to the door, as if asleep. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then gingerly climbed onto the bed and lay down facing the door. But just as I closed my eyes, there was a sudden heat in my spine, and my body was held tightly in my arms, while Zephyrine's slightly husky voice came from my ears, "Orion, y
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