Ryan Jing's back was against the hard concrete wall, his fair and slender neck was forced to look up high, the line of his neck was stretched straight, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, fragile and tempting to be picked.
Ethan Ying's breathing was hot and heavy. He pressed hard on him and K!ssed him fiercely and violently.
After a brief blank in his mind, Ryan Jing suddenly came back to his senses and began to resist fiercely.
Ethan Ying seemed not to feel any pain and didn't care about the force of the blow on his body. He firmly clasped the back of his neck with both hands, lifted his face and K!ssed him hard.
Ryan Jing's legs went weak and he clenched his fists desperately to keep himself awake. Finally, he accumulated enough strength to push Ethan Ying away.
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