Pheromones and The Scent of Connection Chapter 55

When Ming Ke called, Nie Xingran's wrists were pressed to the bed. Xing Zhou held his neck and leaned back towards him, his lip beads swollen with blood.

Nie Xingran patted Xing Zhou's shoulder, his voice hoarse, "I'm on the phone, stop K!ssing."

How could Xing Zhou stop at this time? He panted and leaned into Nie Xingran's neck, "Can I K!ss here?"

Nie Xingran bent one leg and answered the phone, "It's up to you."

Xing Zhou impatiently opened his mouth and took hold of Nie Xingran's Adam's apple, while his hands pressed down on his waist.