His kissing skills are indeed inferior to Hua Hua’s. Hua Hua is a veteran in love affairs; although he has never lost his virginity, he often engages in kissing, indifferent to whether it’s with a man or a woman, and has honed excellent techniques.
Between the two of them, if Ling Yin took the lead, Hua Hua found it hard to derive any pleasure from the kiss.
They had just begun when Hua Hua abruptly pushed him away.
And even wanted to slap him out of sheer anger.
However, scenes of nightmares and the mont he jumped off the plane today kept spinning in his mind, suppressed deep down, he was eager to vent, and the best way for a man to vent, needless to say, he knew, and Ling Yin knew too!
Damn it!
Hua Hua forcefully shoved Ling Yin, causing Ling Yin to fall over.
Ling Yin’s leg had been numb from being pressed, and now after being pushed down, he montarily stayed in that position, couldn’t get back up, as Hua Hua pounced on him, continuing the unsatisfying kiss from earlier.
While kissing, his hand moved, fiercely tugging at Ling Yin’s tie.
His tongue withdrew from the oral cavity, targeting his neck, then bit down hard, another form of violent release.
"You really are..." Ling Yin groaned, supporting his back with both hands to prevent them from rolling off the sofa.
Hua Hua forcefully sucked and licked the blood marks he left on Ling Yin, his lips tinged with red, not horrifying, but particularly sensual.
Ling Yin half-squinted his eyes, a bit helpless and indulgent: "...Naughty!"
"Naughty?"
Hua Hua carelessly stretched out his tongue, sared with a bit of blood, touched his lips, forcing him to taste his own flavor: "I thought you were going to say I’m wild and untamable."
As he spoke, he enacted a fervent and exhilarating kiss!
Even soone as composed as Ling Yin couldn’t hold it together under his kissing technique, inevitably becoming emotional.
But Hua Hua was indeed like a mischievous fox; after stirring emotions in others, he felt satisfied and stopped kissing, turning to lick Ling Yin’s wound again. He liked to be in control, not to be passive, and now, he even intensified his biting on the spot he had already marked.
Moreover, he was going for the sa spot as last ti.
Constantly deepening the teeth marks.
"Do you really want to leave an obvious mark on ?" Ling Yin said helplessly.
Hua Hua slightly raised his head, smiling at Ling Yin, even deliberately running his tongue around his own lips, licking provocatively in a seductive manner, making it hard to bla him. No wonder he himself said: "Why not? Let others know that you, Boss Ling, are also a suave person, isn’t it sothing you’d want?"
Ling Yin’s hand lowered, peeling off his robe, speaking seriously: "As long as it’s left by you, why not!"
"What about others?"
"Kill!"
Hua Hua, upon hearing this, involuntarily shivered; Ling Yin’s words, spoken casually without malice, his gaze free of hostility, yet for so reason, Hua Hua just knew that his powerful word had no deceit.
He figured that’s exactly what he thought.
Whoever dared to leave a mark on his neck, one word, kill!
Hua Hua even forgot to notice that the other was holding his lifeline, then suddenly laughed as if enlightened: "You don’t need to use sweet talk on ; it’s won who like to hear n’s hormone-driven nonsense at this mont!"
"Sweet talk is too much," Ling Yin forcibly turned him around, sitting up himself.
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