"Don't!" Ren Chuqing struggled.
But Wen Muqing acted as if he hadn't heard, seizing her wrists and easily pinning down her struggles.
Her legs were forced apart by him, and his lips covered hers.
The taste of blood once again filled her mouth.
"If you really want to bite off my tongue, that's fine too," his voice rang in her ears, followed by an even more violent kiss.
The blood from where his tongue had been bitten by her hadn't stopped, so the more fiercely he kissed, the stronger the taste of blood became in their mouths!
She struggled desperately, but she couldn't bring herself to bite again, forced to swallow the saliva mixed with fresh blood.
His fingers undid the clothes on her body, and her skin broke out in goosebumps as it was suddenly exposed to the air.
And her legs were effortlessly parted by him.
Don't!
It can't be!
If it continues like this, it really will...
And his kisses grew more addictive, as if they carried an immense amount of longing.
