A touch of black appears particularly abrupt in the sea of white light, yet it looks strangely beautiful.
Xu Jing stared at him for a long time, and then fell into a strange silence.
Xie Zhiyi just sat there and let him look at her. Xu Jing didn't say anything, and he didn't bother to reply.
As time passed, Xu Jing moved.
He walked over and took off the hood of his black windbreaker. Then he held his slender neck and lowered his head to kiss his lips.
Xie Zhiyi's eyes widened. She never expected that He Wenxiu would do such a reckless thing to her.
He Wenxiu was labeled as a scoundrel and a hooligan, and none of them were good.
In his surprise, his slightly opened lips revealed a gap. Xu Jing seized this hard-won opportunity and pried open his lips.
"Hmm." What does the pervert want to do?
Xie Zhiyi subconsciously wanted to resist, but he was no match for Xu Jing as he was like the White Bone Demon. Xu Jing tied his arms behind his back and pinned him to the bed.
He then leaned back and lay on the bed.
The scorching breath hit my face, making my face blush, my heart beat fast, and my ears flushed.
That was an experience he had never had in his twenty years of life.
He has always been good at talking but not doing anything, and has no experience in relationships, so he is no match for the experienced lovers.
As the warm breath seeped in, he couldn't think of a way to refute. Seeing that the lecher was about to pull his clothes, he bit He Wenxiu's lip in desperation.
Blood flowed out from the gaps between his teeth. The fishy-sweet taste stimulated his senses and made him tremble all over, unable to speak.
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