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"Say my name on three, or else I'll kiss you."
Her lips just parted in surprise, immediately captured by his mouth.
Her sealed lips murmured: "But you didn't count to three—"
"Then say my name." He whispered along with murmurs, his burning lips rubbing against her cold little mouth, as if trying to spark a flame faster.
Feeling him almost prying open her teeth, she hastily uttered two weak syllables from her throat: "Zi, Bao—"
He entered through her parted teeth, enjoying her lips murmuring his name.
In the living room, everyone had already picked up their bowls and chopsticks, looking at each other: clearly, this Yao told them to call people for dinner, but it's been ages. Grandma Shen almost thought that walking around her own yard was equivalent to circling the Earth.
"Mom, let's eat first. Maybe he and Jiayin have something to talk about." Sister You smartly winked at the elder.
