Bai Chen's blue eyes widened even though his lips did not directly touch Wu Jinhai's, but before he could pull his head away from the man, the back of his head was held by a hand, and he couldn't move away because Wu Jinhai's hand was tightly holding his head.
The right hand was behind Bai Chen's head, and the left hand refused to stay still as it suddenly moved to grab Bai Chen's right hand before aiming it at his crotch. In an instant, Bai Chen could feel that Wu Jinhai's shaft was still as hard as a rock under the thin fabric of his undergarment.
"Help me now," Wu Jinhai whispered from behind the mask, and Bai Chen could hear the order clearly because the pair of lips was still right in front of him.
"Are you sure about that?" Bai Chen whispered in return.
