Chapter 19 (2/2)

His fingers slid on her neck, tickling her. Zhou Min shrunk back from the sensation. She tried to escape

to escape from that annoying itching.

His wide palm reached her cheek. With unmatched gentleness, he touched her. His heated palm caused her face to burn.

She pretended to be dreaming of something and cutely raised her face to rub against his hand, even letting out a whimper. Inwardly, she was cursing at her shameful act, wis.h.i.+ng to die. Why can’t that man quickly get on with it? I’ve been faking sleep since earlier!

484 a.s.sessed her method. It ridiculed her. You still want to pretend to sleep? It hid a cold smile. Could it be that woman doesn’t know how terrible a man was when the ban of a forced half-month abstinence is lifted? It was even more dangerous if the person in front of him was his object of devotion.

My host’s IQ is too worrying. What can I do? Should I prepare some sore medicine?

Lan Ziyu’s callous hand separated itself from the smooth sensation of her face. He observed her. She was still sleeping soundly. His mouth twitched a bit. Slowly, he bent his upper body and approached his face toward her.

When he was at breathing distance, he stared at her slightly parted red lips and the slight blush creeping on her white neck. She was like a rose blooming – beautiful and enticing.

He printed his cold lips gently on hers. A quick peck, following by hot fingers tracing her lips. Then, it turned into a gentle rub. It persisted until the fingers probed into her mouth, coiling around her

coiling around her tongue.

He heaved heavily as his index continued to stir Zhou Min. His gaze was fixed onto her delicate and innocent sleeping face.

He felt his throat dried and his nose heated as her floral scent became more concentrated.

It was the same scent as that night! “Lan Min… stayed with Big Brother in this h.e.l.l!” His gloomy voice was filled with a feverish zealotry. As if to seal his vow, his burning lips plundered hers. Rough and dirty, he kissed her while tightly holding the back of her head in support. Their tongues entangled into a wet mess. He crazily tasted her delicious little tongue.

Feeling the invasion of a foreign object, Zhou Min realized what was happening, but she couldn’t suddenly wake up and stopped him. She had no choice but to feign sleep a bit longer, then she pretended she was waking up, slowly opening her eyes. Her eyes gradually became focused and saw a close up of a familiar face.

“Hummm…”

She let out a confused m.u.f.fled voice. As soon as she opened her mouth, she unexpectedly felt his tongue probed further and sucking on her honey-sweet saliva.

Lan Ziyu enjoyed the taste of her mouth and noticed she had stiffened from shock. He continued to tightly hold her hand, stopping her from escaping. His brain quickly recalled the craziness and pleasure of that night in addition to the stimulating sight she revealed during her sleep.

No matter what Min’er did, everything was arousing.