"Hiss..."
Zhao Tienan took a sharp breath, his muscles tensing up.
Cao Lei's kiss was incredibly powerful.
The shocking wound really didn't hurt anymore; instead, a strange pleasure arose under her gentle kiss.
"Does it still hurt?"
Cao Lei stepped back, seeing Zhao Tienan looking captivated, her cute fair face turned bashfully red.
"It still hurts."
Zhao Tienan smacked his lips, clearly addicted.
As a man, who wouldn't want to be lost in such tenderness forever?
Yet, Cao Lei's kiss, which stopped at a good point, was utterly insufficient!
"Zhao, don't be too greedy, or if there's a reaction later, I won't be responsible."
Cao Lei turned around, her almond-shaped eyes full of affection darting about.
After spending these days together, she's developed a special feeling for Zhao Tienan, wanting to get closer but too shy to be outright about it.
Since she holds the coyness of a young girl, Zhao Tienan shouldn't remain oblivious.
