Chu baiqing's action of biting his lip reminded Gu Jue of the time he kissed him.
There was that comfortable numbing feeling on her lips again, but she felt like something was missing.
Staring at Chu baiqing's lips, Gu Jue had the urge to pounce on Chu baiqing, pin him down, and kiss him hard.
It must be delicious to be bitten by his lips ...
Facing Chu baiqing like this, Gu Jue felt like he was a shameless uncle Wolf who wanted to eat him, the Little Red Riding Hood, into his stomach.
This was not normal, not normal, not normal. Gu Jue closed his eyes. His breathing was so rapid that he could feel the burning heat coming out of his nose that could cook an egg.
Although it was a little exaggerated, he really felt that he was sick, had a fever, or was he having sex ...
"You won't eat it cooked, this ... This prawn is cooked. Peel it for me. I'm starving."
