Ethan Xie closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were pursed without a trace of blood.
Zhou Yizhe's hands wandered over his body, and all the memories he tried to forget resurfaced without a single detail, painful, embarrassing... and happy, exciting... and extremely fitting...
Ethan Xie bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. The stinging pain made him sober and calm, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.
He said, "Let me go."
Zhou Yizhe paused, as if he was hesitating. However, he caught a glimpse of the blood oozing from the corner of Ethan Xie's mouth, and was startled. He reflexively let go of his hand. The usually calm man now spoke in a panic, "I'll let go, don't be impulsive!"
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