"Kiki, I am the only one in my life, so you can only have me in my life."

On the huge and white bed, the young man's lean and sturdy body pressed the girl under him, and the delicate thin lips lingered on the girl's collarbone.

"Let go of me." The girl's voice was panting.

"Don't like me?" The kissing action stopped, the jaw slowly lifted, and the young man's beautiful eyes stared at the girl in front of him.

It was a very focused look, in the pupils, in the color of the eyes, all of which were imprinted with her face, as if there was only her presence in his eyes. "And who do you like?" His eyebrows were slightly raised, but his delicate air was also gloomy.

The girl's heart trembled, and she didn't say a word.

The next moment, he grabbed her right hand, opened his mouth and took her fingers in his mouth, sucking, licking, spitting and in, repeating the movements repeatedly, as if her fingers were his most cherished toy at the moment.

Sighing, she said, "No, I didn't like anyone. As she spoke, she twisted her wrist to break free of his grip.

But his strength was too great for her struggle to make any difference at all.

The thin lips lifted slightly, and the almost perfect corners of the lips hooked up a shallow smile, "It's good that you didn't name the other man, otherwise, I would have killed him." ”

She only felt a tingling on her scalp, "Jun Jinyan, you are a madman!" ”

"Well, I'm crazy." He moved the backs of her hands to his lips and kissed the backs of her hands softly, "Kiki, I'm crazy for you alone. ”

He said it so indifferently, so carelessly, but it made her feel a chill.

As if it were an obvious fact, from that year, when he clung to the hem of her skirt, he began to be crazy only with her in his world.

"Like me, Kiki, I want you to like me!" His knees easily parted her legs, pressing close to her softness.

She glared at him, his lips still pressed against the back of her hand, hot and wet. His paranoia, which she couldn't understand, was like he was dealing with a toy, and like he had to get an answer.

Taking a deep breath, she said, "You let go of me first, my hand hurts." ”

"It hurts?" He frowned slightly, but he didn't let go of his hand, but stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the red part of her wrist that was pinched by him, "If you like me, it won't hurt." ”

"Do you like me?" She asked rhetorically.

"I like it." He replied without the slightest hesitation,

"Do you know what I really want?" She continued.

He stared at her steadily, then lowered his eyelids, lowered his head, and pressed his lips against her neck, feeling the flow of blood through her warm skin, "Huh? What do you really want? ”

"Let me go." She replied, and suddenly, she felt a pain in her neck.

His teeth bit at her neck as if they were going to penetrate her flesh and bite her arteries.

It hurts...... But she remained silent until his lips left her neck, and his hand touched her cheeks.

The bewitching lips were incomparably red, and her face was heavily imprinted in those beautiful eyes like white lotus.