The quiet and comfortable environment only served to nurture the risqué thoughts in his heart. His eyes darkened, and he moved down once more.
"Mmm..." This time, Yu Zexiao's movements carried a hint of masculine aggression. Of course, he wasn't reckless enough to do it like before, without a word, using his own fangs to bite her lip until it bled. (Content has been censored-----------------------------------------------) At the same time, one of his hands slowly moved to her hair, his fingertips grazing her strands, holding her head in place to prevent her from escaping his kiss. Meanwhile, his other hand slowly drifted down, down, gradually reaching her waist!
So many days had passed, he had restrained himself for so many days. Shouldn't it be enough by now?
When his long fingers slowly touched her soft waist, she snapped back to reality.
