The restaurant 'Si Yu' was not located on a commercial street, so there weren't many pedestrians passing by. It was lunchtime, so no one noticed the two teenagers entangled in the alley behind the hotel.
Ethan Chi was almost unable to control himself because of Luo Yu's words. The blood rushed to his body and the hand pressing on Luo Yu's gland unconsciously exerted more force.
The fragrance of the Forsythia seemed to be pressed out by him, filling his senses.
Ethan Chi took a deep breath, and because of over-controlling the involuntary trembling of his body, his voice was as low and hoarse as if it had been polished on sandpaper, with an emphasis: "Luo Yu."
He rubbed Luo Yu's soft black hair with his chin and warned again: "Don't provoke me."
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