Ji Chenzhou clutched that part of his body tightly and watched as he bit his lips in frustration. His face was so red that it looked like it had been cooked.
There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her hands were twisting the sheets so hard that her joints were turning white.
Ji Chenzhou was the most familiar with Ren's body. He knew how to deal with him. He would make Ren's mind go blank and be led by the nose.
Ren looked at Ji Chenzhou in confusion. When had he ever stuck to him?
Wasn't he always hiding from him ...
He didn't want to be with him. He couldn't stand the physical and mental torture. He didn't want to suddenly go crazy or commit suicide one day ...
His life had just begun, and even master Xiu's sister cared about him so much. He had to live well.
So, in order to live, he wanted to leave him, let him get tired of it, and then he would no longer confine him ...
Then, he stuck to him ...
