At this moment, her desire to cause destruction reached its peak.
She had repeatedly bitten through the skin on Xie Shang's collarbone, licking away the blood without soiling his clothes.
"Changling."
She looked up, her lips a vivid red.
Xie Shang removed her glasses and set them aside, pulled over a chair, and with one hand, lifted her into it. He sat down in the chair, parted her legs, and positioned her astride him; because of the stark difference in strength, she was almost entirely at his mercy.
"Want to bite again?"
Miss Wen had once said she liked the mole on his collarbone.
She nodded.
Xie Shang undid one button at his collar, tilted his head back slightly, exposing his most vulnerable throat and Adam's apple, presenting himself to the mouth of Wen Changling.
She bit down.
It wasn't very painful; Xie Shang closed his eyes, suppressing the need to breathe.
