***
Qiao Chutian's kisses, moved downwards from her lips, inch by inch.
Nibbling on her chin, neck, collarbones...
He felt as if she were the most delicious delicacy at this moment, and all he wanted to do was to devour her bit by bit into his mouth...
Mai Xiaomai was in complete disarray from his biting kisses, panting and soft, collapsing in his embrace.
Just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, to be killed or skinned, at his mercy...
Her blouse had already been ripped open, its buttons torn, hanging loosely on her body.
The fair skin, blushing like a baby's, yet like a ripe peach waiting for him to pluck and taste...
Qiao Chutian's cell phone suddenly rang.
The man and woman, about to be overwhelmed by lust, were jolted into a momentary awareness.
But Qiao Chutian didn't want to stop.
He didn't want to deal with the phone and continued to kiss the delicious one before him...
But Mai Xiaomai had already completely snapped out of her daze.
"No—"
