Jian Liangtong stared in shock, her eyes wide, completely unable to react.
Jian Liangtong was like a doll in Huo Shaojun's hands, being kissed and caressed by him in various ways.
The tip of her tongue was entangled by his unruly passion, her mouth filled with his breath.
Jian Liangtong struggled to breathe, her entire body soon becoming limp and leaning against him, squinting with her clear apricot eyes in discomfort as she looked at him, appearing particularly fragile.
...
Her lips and tongue, after a long torment, were finally freed.
Jian Liangtong was almost exhausted.
Huo Shaojun's strong arms held her continuously slipping body, his warm lips pressed against her flushed earlobe, his voice hoarse yet full of seductive charm, "I heard you, no taking it back!"
Jian Liangtong had no strength to speak, the numbness of her tongue and lips made her feel they were almost useless.
