However, the young man himself did not seem to realize that Song Yucheng looked at him with a strange look. Instead, he approached Song Yucheng to check the situation because Song Yucheng looked unhappy. But then, Song Yucheng grabbed his tie.
"You..." The young man subconsciously lowered his head as he followed his force. Song Yucheng's lips, which smelled of wine, were just right close to his earlobe.
"How about doing me a favor?" Even at this time, Song Yucheng still kept up a gentle mask, but his inherent strength and desire for prey could no longer be concealed.
"What help?" the young man said calmly.
"Take me away, I'll pay you." Song Yucheng still managed to maintain a smile, but the heat in his body had already forced him to stand unsteadily. Even so, he still had no weakness. This kind of forbearance turned into a special kind of enchantment, which was particularly arousing.
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