Maybe it was because his ears were congested, he couldn't hear anything except his own heartbeat and breathing. He heard Nie Xingran seemed to groan, and when he came to his senses, he had already opened his mouth and bit it.
It's not the back of the neck, it's the side of the shoulder.
Xing Zhou wrapped his arms tightly around Nie Xingran, wanting to rub him into his chest.
Nie Xingran's wrist loosened and his phone fell to the ground.
Xing Zhou was breathing rapidly, and the air was filled with their pheromones. Nie Xingran unconsciously stretched his back a little, and raised his neck, the curve was beautiful and fragile.
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