"You still hate me?" Zhang Ziwen, nibbling at her sensitive earlobe and breathing warmly, whispered tenderly, "Then I'll grant you this right, to stay by my side and hate me for a lifetime, okay?"
"Okay..." An Yun agreed without thinking, then she shrank her neck, speaking coquettishly, "... don't kiss there, it tickles... you're annoying..." Her earlobe was so ticklish, An Yun was so sensitive, she couldn't bear this kind of affectionate teasing.
"You hate me and find me annoying, so now you have the chance, hee... from now on you can teach me a lesson anytime you want," Zhang Ziwen teased in a low voice, releasing her sensitive earlobe, and planting a kiss on her pink, flushed cheek.
"This... But you said it yourself," An Yun mused with sweet delight, her beautiful eyes closed, savoring his gentle care, her breathy voice tinged with tenderness, "... I'm going to have to teach you a good lesson, you bad boy."
