Jun Mu Yang's kiss became more and more aggressive and wild, as if he was out of the wilderness. He grabbed her neck, forcing her to swallow his intense kiss. Their saliva was mixed, and their tongues were entangled. His tongue swept into every corner of her mouth.
His long eyelashes touched her eyes, and his nose rubbed against her smooth cheek.
Shenlian Yingyue was struggling to breathe and heard Xiao Qiu's exclamation. She stopped resisting, and the hands that were about to push him away soon changed to caress his back.
{A'Yang, can you hear me? I know that you can hear me. Come back. We are waiting for you. Xiao Qiu is crying right now.} Her divine sense could clearly see the surroundings.
{I'm here; do you recognise me? You're hurting me, A'Yang. It's hurt…} Her lips were bloody due to his teeth, and her tongue went numb. Her neck was purple because of his strength.
