"Don't be like this..." Jian Liangtong's body trembled incessantly; his demeanor frightened her.
"I haven't done anything yet, and you're already telling me not to be like this. What if I..."
Huo Shaojun didn't finish his words, instead directly sealing Jian Liangtong's pale lips.
At the moment their lips met, both of their bodies shook to varying degrees.
The next second.
It was as if a parched traveler had finally tasted sweet nectar.
"No, don't do this..."
Jian Liangtong's hand that was trying to push him away just stopped like that, her pupils seemed to instantly split open, spilling scarlet liquid, staining her entire rim of the eye.
She looked into his deep eyes, and every nerve in her brain tightened painfully.
Time seemed to pass by as long as a century.
Huo Shaojun couldn't wait for Jian Liangtong to open her mouth.
The boiling blood in his heart gradually cooled inch by inch.
