Hiss!
The brief pain was fleeting, turning into a gentle nip.
Fu Yanci's breath suddenly halted.
Looking down, the girl's eyes were innocent as if she hadn't done anything.
Her cheeks were flushed with arousal, the hue of honeyed rouge.
A faint redness at the corners of her eyes,
As if another jolt would bring her tears spilling out.
So pure yet so desirous!
His boiling blood coalesced, and Fu Yanci softened his movements, his kiss becoming tender as well, "Ah Li, bite gently!"
Ye Li finally understood why men and women always drowned themselves in love.
She used to fear pain, rough treatment, kisses mixed with the scents of smoke and liquor, which she found disgusting and unbearable.
Yet sometimes she was curious why men couldn't control their gazes, roaming over several women with their eyes and their lower halves.
But in just a few days, Ye Li had an epiphany!
Some things truly become more appreciated once tasted.
They were addictive!
"Like this, huh..."