Chapter 162 Feng qiuhuang

Han mansion.

Bai Ye, who had already sucked quite a bit of Yu Jiuchong's blood, let go of the finger in her mouth. However, a certain master didn't pull his finger back, but instead raised his other hand and clasped her chin.

Bai Ye frowned slightly. She did not like the action of her jaw being pinched, because it felt like everything was under someone else's control, so she could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Yu Jiuchong's long and slender thumb rested on her brows, fondling them as he said, " "You're full?"

Bai Ye stuck out his tongue, wanting to spit out the finger that was still in her mouth. After all, it was easier to talk this way. But just as she moved her tongue, Yu Jiuchong's long fingers slid nimbly and hooked deep into the base of her tongue.

"Pa!" Bai Ye slapped away the hand that was fiddling with her tongue at an extremely fast speed.

Yu Jiuchong raised an eyebrow, but Bai Ye beat him to it. I'm going to treat the poison.