She quickly glanced around.
Luckily, there was nobody nearby.
However, the openness of the area filled her with unease.
Mu Yeli, seeming unconcerned by it, noticed her halt. He bit her ear again, his voice nothing more than a low and husky whisper.
"Keep going, don't stop."
"..."
Continue? Was there no end to this?
Ever since she drugged him the first time, even though he had felt exhilarated afterwards, it had initially been unbearable.
This might be the first time in his life he had felt this way.
Because of Ye Ning, he had tasted something unique, something he cherished deeply. Despite his heart pounding chaotically as if he would faint any moment, he didn't want to stop so soon.
So he kept suppressing it, restraining himself, kneading Ye Ning's body, as if he wanted to mold her into himself.
Ye Ning felt as if she were choking.