Li Shaobin's heart thumped thunderously. He opened his eyes wide as he stared at her neck.
F*ck, this way of applying lip balm was too intense, too pampering, too provocative.
Oh no, he couldn't hold it in any longer. His heart was racing so fast he felt like he was about to suffocate. He felt as though every pore of his body had opened up and every inch of him had gone soft. He could clearly feel Ruan Yang's lips applying the lip balm on his lips evenly as an orange scent seeped into his bones.
How could the smell of oranges be so good?
When her lips left his, he hadn't had enough and his soul had drifted off. He grumbled, "Yangyang, you're seducing me again."
"I didn't. I was helping you apply lip balm. Don't slander me." Ruan Yang raised her brows with a smile as she watched his handsome face blushing.
Li Shaobin pressed his lips together and still wanted more. "It's not evenly applied. I want more."