"Be good, open your mouth." Mo Nanjue supported the back of her neck, pressing her lips closer to his, his tongue gently nudging inside, not entwining with hers, just kissing lightly, occasionally nibbling her rosy lips.
Tong Ran's delicate brows furrowed even more, she felt a tingling sensation, as if something was nibbling her lips, making her uncomfortable, yet somehow wanting to respond, "Mm..."
A soft hum escaped from her slightly parted lips, Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly, capturing her sound in his mouth, "Little demoness, if you call out again I'll have you."
He threatened casually, knowing she couldn't possibly hear him, yet she indeed stopped humming.
His thin lips curved gently, another hand traveled from her cheek down, sliding past her shoulder, unbuttoning her shirt one by one.
