Zhi Xuan put so much strength into this k!ss that it seemed as if he wanted to swallow Damon alive.
The two people's lips and teeth collided, and the smell of blood filled their mouths. Although their softest parts were touching each other, they were venting the coldest and hardest emotions to each other.
Damon couldn't move his whole body, he could only desperately try to turn his face away, but his chin was pinched hard by Zhixuan, so he couldn't move. He bit something soft, Zhixuan shrank in pain, but didn't let him go. Instead, he thrust his tongue in, sucking Damon's lips roughly, sweeping every inch of his mouth with his tongue. This k!ss was so fierce, but also so desperate.
When Zhi Xuan let go of Damon, both of their lips were stained with blood and it was unclear whose it was. Damon was panting and glaring at Zhi Xuan fiercely. Zhi Xuan's slender fingers gently stroked Damon's face, but Damon had the illusion that he was licked by a knife, and his hair stood on end.
Zhi Xuan whispered: "I've been thinking about you, every moment."
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