บท 107: Chapter 107: Whose Blood?

The man's kisses were fierce and domineering, clearly aggressive.

Of course, he didn't just move his mouth, one hand captured her chin, storming the fortress...

Feeling his fingers brush against her skin, Ning Xiaofei trembled like an autumn leaf, her hands weakening on the man's shoulders.

So be it, it wasn't the first time anyhow. As long as he was truly willing to appear on her show, she would make this sacrifice again.

A tightness in her lower abdomen, then a warm flow, the unusual sensation distracted her for a moment, and the man's kiss had already moved from her lips to her chin.

Noticing the purple mark on her neck, Mu Tianye slowed his movements and gently kissed her wound...

His fingers withdrew from her T-shirt, skimmed over her waist, and the tip grazed his finger against her zipper, causing a painful sting, the man lifted his body, raising his hurt finger, and his peripheral vision spotted a bright red patch on her light-colored jeans.