The sting of pain on her lips caused Wei Anning to push away his handsome face in annoyance and extend the tip of her tongue to lick her lips, checking to see if he had bitten her to the point of drawing blood. A row of teeth marks remained on her lips, still carrying his unique minty flavor.
As she licked, she noticed that the man's gaze had become peculiar, as if the fiery phoenix-like eyes were growing intensely dark, like two black vortexes that could suck someone in and shatter them to pieces.
Her pink little tongue froze at the edge of her lips, her starry eyes innocently gazing at him.
She was completely unaware of how tempting she looked, particularly her lip-licking gesture which was a clear challenge to the man's limits of endurance.
With a loud "gulp," Leng Youchen couldn't help but swallow his saliva, the sound pronounced in the eerie silence of the hospital room. The air was like someone had thrown fire into it, scorching hot enough to parch both of their throats.
