"Qiqi, I only have you in this life, so you can only have me in this life."

On the large and white bed, the boy's lean and strong body pressed against the girl beneath him, and his delicate thin lips lingered on the girl's collarbone.

"Let me go." The girl's voice was breathless.

"Don't you like me?" The kissing movement stopped because of this, his chin was slowly raised, and the young man's beautiful eyes stared closely at the girl in front of him.

It was a very focused look. Her face was reflected in his pupils and eyes, as if she was the only one in his eyes. "Then who do you like?" His eyebrows were raised slightly, delicately.

But it’s also hazy.

The girl's heart suddenly trembled, but she remained silent.

The next moment, he grabbed her right hand, opened his mouth to hold her fingers, sucked, licked, spit it out and took it in again, repeating the same movements, as if her fingers were his most precious thing at the moment.

toys are average.

Sighing, she said, "No, I don't like anyone." As she said that, she twisted her wrist, trying to free her fingers from his grasp.

But his strength was so great that her struggles had no effect at all.

The thin lips were lifted slightly, and the corners of the almost perfect lips evoked a faint smile, "Fortunately you didn't say the other man's name, otherwise, I would have killed him."

She felt her scalp numb, "Jun Jinyan, you are a lunatic!"

"Well, I'm crazy." He moved the backs of her hands to his lips and kissed the backs of her hands softly, "Qiqi, I'm only crazy for you."

He said it so calmly and casually, but it made her feel chills.

As if this was an obvious fact, from that year, when he tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, he began to be crazy about her only in his world.

"Like me, Qiqi, I want you to like me!" His knees easily spread her legs, approaching her softness.

She stared at him, his lips were still against the back of her hand, wet and hot, and extremely lingering. His paranoia was something she couldn't understand. It was like he was treating a toy, and he seemed to insist on getting an answer.

After taking a deep breath, she said, "Let me go first, my hands hurt."

"Does it hurt?" He frowned slightly, but did not let go of his hand. Instead, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the red spot on her wrist where he had pinched it. "If you like me, it won't hurt."

Already."

"Do you like me?" she asked.

"I like it." He answered without any hesitation.

"Then do you know what I really want?" she continued.

He looked at her steadily, then lowered his eyelids, lowered his head, and pressed his lips to her neck, feeling the flow of blood through her warm skin, "Hmm? What do you really want?"

"

"Let me go." She replied, suddenly feeling a pain in her neck.

His teeth bit her neck fiercely, as if they were going to penetrate her flesh and bite off her arteries.

It hurt...but she didn't say a word until his lips left her neck and his hands touched her cheeks.
Chapter completed!