Instead of feeling offended by Lin Zhu's threat, Ye Quan giggled in amusement. "I can't give you pleasure if you kiss my lips with your knee."
Lin Zhu's face flushed upon hearing Ye Quan's other vulgar statement. Not wanting to hear more perverted words, Lin Zhu ran his hand to cover Ye Quan's mouth.
"Just shut up! Don't you realize that we are in a public place now?" Lin Zhu scolded the older man quite harshly, but his body flinched in surprise when he felt a wet sensation graze his palm.
He immediately withdrew his hand from Ye Quan's mouth and stared at it in horror. "Did you just... did you just lick my hand?"
Lin Zhu couldn't believe what he just experienced on the plane. As far as he remembered, his trip to Korea was peaceful even though he was sitting side by side with the older athlete, so why did Ye Quan suddenly act this way when they were heading back to China?
"So what if I licked your hand? My saliva is clean, you know? It can even disinfect your dirty hand."
