บท 600: 9.70 Whatever We Want

Zhao Bolin had no idea how long they had been ravaging each other's lips when he started to feel uncomfortable from the sticky half-dried blood on his body. However, it was apparent that the zombie on top of him had no intention to stop at the slightest. He looked like he could keep kissing Zhao Bolin until the end of the time.

As much as he was delighted at how much Lu Yizhou wanted him, he could not help but get angry too. He suddenly recalled when he was desperately gasping for air, the other party did not even care and kept going on and on, almost suffocating him to death! 

This kissing fiend! Perverted bastard! See how I will deal with you!

Eyes reddening, Zhao Bolin deliberately bit down on Lu Yizhou's tongue again to vent his grievance.