Li Xichen's delicate fingers unbuttoned the second button.

Jiang Nuan's eyes widened, watching her delicate fingers untie the pure black shirt little by little, revealing a large white chest with a bewitching taste.

Jiang Nuan stared at the flat jade color, his mouth was dry, and he licked his lips unconsciously.

Li Xichen pressed the back of her head and pressed her lips to his collarbone.

His deep eyes looked down at her black hair, feeling the soft warmth against his bones without any gaps, and his red lips curved in a paranoid arc, "I am your private property, you can do anything to me......"

Jiang Nuan's lips were almost forced against his cool skin, and she was next to the skin on his neck, and the wings of her nose were full of his breath.

This man, even his breath has a ghostly and evil smell.

Her eyes widened, she wanted to raise her head to speak, and then the hand that imprisoned her, seemingly gentle, but revealing a meaning that could not be refused.

Jiang Nuan struggled twice, but she couldn't get rid of it, she shook her head and whined in protest.

The look on Li Xichen's face was almost morbid with pleasure, he lowered his head and bit her ear, "The traces are here, and there will never be a chance to disappear......"

He grabbed her slender wrist and put her hands on his chest, letting the slightly pointed nails slide through the skin, and the white to transparent skin instantly showed a few more bright red blood, "You can do your best, on me, leave everything you ......"

His strength was so great, she was in his arms, like a delicate doll, and could only be forced to bear everything he gave.

As she struggled, her lips swept unconsciously over him, panting slightly, warm breath spraying all over his collarbone.

Li Xichen took a cool breath, lowered his head, gnawed at her neck finely and densely, and even raised his hand to tear open her shoulder straps, looking at the snow-white softness, there were large red traces.

His gaze added a dark light, and he stared blankly at the alluring place, like a beast of extreme hunger, desperately suppressing the most tyrannical longing in his heart......

He lowered his head, pressed his lips to them, and added another layer to the marks......

Her body was branded by him from the inside out, from head to toe......

Jiang was about to cry, opened his mouth angrily, and bit his collarbone.

It took a lot of effort.

Then she heard the man holding her, and let out a sigh, his inky black eyes, a little ripple, staring at her, his expression seemed to be content, painful and intoxicated.

Jiang Nuan tasted the smell of blood, and regretted it a little, worried about whether it was a heavy bite.

She looked up, a little scarlet liquid on her lips, looked at his face, and whispered, "I'm sorry......"

Li Xichen's bottomless eyes were like a pool of stagnant water that had been ignited, and he chuckled, seeming to be a little excited.

Jiang Nuan looked at the bleeding wound and licked it gently, "...... Does it hurt? ”

"It doesn't hurt......" he whispered as softly as he could, raised his hand to pinch her chin, leaned over, and kissed the blood-stained lips of the man in his arms.

It's not a simple rubbing of lips against lips, but a real kiss.

Li Xichen clasped the back of her head and forcefully pressed the lips of the two of them together without leaving a gap......

Jiang Nuan lowered his eyes, probably knowing that it was useless to resist......