As he spoke, Lin Wei could feel his Adam's apple moving under her fingertips.
The temperature of his neck was a bit high, it was so hot that her fingers were numb.
Lin Wei swallowed and withdrew her hand a little.
Jiang Su shamelessly held her fingertips, continuing to rub his Adam's apple gently and said, "Touch wherever you like."
Lin Wei was almost at her limit, she found Jiang Su unbearably unbearable. "Shut up, Jiang Su, just shut up," she said.
Jiang Su chuckled, his low, husky voice was mesmerizing. "Your waist?" he asked.
Lin Wei was thoroughly irritated by Jiang Su, She gritted her teeth for a while, quickly lifted her head from his shoulder, stared at him for two seconds, then firmly grasped his hand, moved it aside, bent her head down to his neck, and kissed his Adam's apple.
Her lips were soft and warm, her tongue grazed over the tip of his Adam's apple in a light, unintentional caress. The wet touch brought a ticklish numbness.
