(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD.)
Xu Nuan jolted her head back at the tickly sensation when Han Zihao's cold hands moved from her back to her thighs, grazing against her bare skin.
Since her legs were raised up on the couch, the white-pencil skirt that she was wearing has also raised, exposing more skin of hers.
Her earlobes were flushed to crimson when he gazed into her eyes with his captivating-seductive gaze while caressing her thighs and teasing her, slowly making his way under her raised-up skirt.
Seeing her backing away from the kiss and feeling the sensation of his touches, Han Zihao's lips curved in a mischievous smirk. Rather than allowing her to enjoy the butterfly sensation that he was causing due to his teasing caresses, he decided to take things to the next level.
He didn't allow her to catch up on her breath and moved from her lips to her ears, sucking on her crimson and scorching red earlobes.
