บท 557: 9.27 Not So Easy

Cw: mild sexual description 

The cold, moist tongue made contact with his heated skin, causing Zhao Bolin to jerk in shock. His eyes became as wide as saucers. 

Lu Yizhou's pitch black eyes were right in front of him, so clear yet dark like onyx, and Zhao Bolin had a sudden notion that his soul was being devoured bit by bit, eroded until only a wisp was left. Much to his mortification, he could feel his cock swelling even harder, his heart pulsated even quicker, almost like his blood was currently flowing south to gather at the point where they touched.