The knocking stopped, and then came Shi Lanting's indifferent voice, "Brother, it's time to come out."
Shi Jingzhou released Qiao Zhiyi, noticing her lips were full and luscious, red and shiny like a cherry kissed by rainwater, exuding a sweet and tempting flavor.
He swept his tongue over the corner of his lips, extremely satisfied with his handiwork.
Releasing her, he put on a face as if he was generously sparing her mouth.
Qiao Zhiyi's face flushed with embarrassment, both from his kiss and from Shi Lanting's presence outside, which made her feel like an audience to her plight.
The perpetrator, however, was calm and collected, looking at her with great pleasure.
He was the deceitful kind who would start a fire and then watch from the sidelines.
Qiao Zhiyi wished she could tear that smug look off his face.
Shi Jingzhou's hand reached for the doorknob, ready to open it.
Qiao Zhiyi suddenly hugged his neck and bit his lips with force.
