After she spoke, Han Wenwen tilted her head and pulled at the collar of her top just a little, revealing a sliver of her fragrant shoulder and her swan-like neck. A seductive fragrance unique to Han Wenwen wafted over.
"Zhengran, hurry up, or else Qingqing will come out of the bathroom if we drag this out."
Lin Zhengran wrapped his arms around Han Wenwen. Seeing her biting her lip with a shy yet highly expectant expression, he asked, "Then I'm going to bite?"
"Mhm..."
This time, without any prelude or hesitation, he bit down on Han Wenwen's neck. Han Wenwen's brows furrowed involuntarily.
To date, the Little Fox had only twice clearly experienced what it felt like to have electricity course through her body. The first time was when Lin Zhengran had held her waist. The other time was right now.
