Chen Yan's lips were itchy and painful when he bit them.

She frowned slightly. Although she was not very good at kissing, she didn't want to be bitten by him like this.

She wanted to back away.

His big hand cupped the back of her head and pulled her back suddenly.

Chen Yan was furious and she began to retaliate against Feng. She reached out and grabbed Feng's collar, pulling him down. She opened her mouth slightly and bit his lower lip hard until it was broken, emitting a sweet and fishy taste.

Feng frowned in pain, unable to help but let out a soft hiss. A sneer played at the corner of his mouth, and he quickly launched a counterattack, biting her upper lip like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

A fierce clash of lips and teeth!

It doesn't feel like a kiss at all, it feels like a mouth fight.

Chen Yan felt pain from being bitten, and she exerted force with her hands, tearing his clothes apart.

Feng was not to be outdone. He kissed Chen Yan forcefully and pulled off her belt.

His big hand was about to touch her waist, but at the critical moment, Chen Yan grabbed his hand.

Then, Chen Yan used all her strength to push him away.

When their lips parted, a silver thread as thin as spider silk floated in the air, mixed with traces of blood.

"Ding." Feng's voice was a little hoarse.

Chen Yan was suddenly restrained by a terrifying force.

She frowned and tried to break free, but she couldn't move at all. She looked up at Feng, who was in dishevel.

"what you up to?"

Feng raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. A bewitching smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He took off his torn clothes and threw them on the ground.

He walked over and opened her coat with his fingers.

Chen Yan's pupils shrank slightly.

Then he leaned over slightly and picked her up sideways.

He lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms.

"Let's change places and continue."