Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

The driver was considerate enough not to interrupt the flirting of the newlyweds.

The restraints on his hands disappeared, and Sang Yu touched it again.

The Adam's apple rolled gently in her hand and she leaned in to study it curiously.

The arms around the waist tightened, veins bulging and tense.

An unbearable itch crawled up the skin, reached the blood, and spread to every part of the body.

Xi Jinbai's eyes were dark and terrifying, his throat was dry, he swallowed, pinched Sang Yu's chin and lifted it up, lowered his head to cover her red lips, and pushed open her pearly teeth.

With the experience of the first time, I was obviously much more skilled this time.

His movements were somewhat forceful, scraping across the mouth and absorbing the honey.

The sweet and rich aroma of fruit wine filled the saliva exchanged between each other.

The back seat was quiet, with only the ambiguous sounds of kissing.

Sticky and thick.

Neon lights flashed across the car window, depicting the inseparable figures of the two.

After the long kiss, Sang Yu gasped heavily, his heartbeat became irregular, his body became weak, and he fell limp in Xi Jinbai's arms.

The lips were shiny and slightly red and swollen, and it was obvious that they had been ravaged.

She couldn't breathe and her face turned red.

Under the influence of alcohol, thinking becomes slow.

Xi Jinbai helped her calm down, and stroked her back with his palm, creating a burning sensation.

Sang Yu's eyes were misty and dazed, but she knew what they were doing.

She didn't resist at all, but enjoyed it instead.

When they were entangled, the blood was boiling hot and the numbness in the coccyx lingered for a long time.

After taking a breath, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit him.

The force is not strong, but the position is sensitive.

My teeth hit my Adam's apple, catching me off guard.

All desires flow to one place.

Xi Jinbai groaned, pinched the back of her neck with his long fingers, the meridians on the back of his hand were clearly visible, and said in a restrained voice: "Don't bite."

However, the drunk Sang Yu was rebellious and didn't let her bite, but she bit him anyway.

To be precise, she sucked. It didn't hurt where she "bite", but it hurt somewhere else.

Xi Jinbai's eyes were dark, like the mouth of an abyss, locking her tightly, and his tone was warning: "Yu Yu, if you make trouble again, I can't guarantee that I can stop it."

Sang Yu hadn't realized the danger yet. Her face flushed as she looked at him blankly, "Huh?"

Xi Jinbai held her waist with his other hand and supported the back of her head, "You want to touch me?"

"Yeah." The little girl nodded honestly, not hiding her thoughts at all.

She didn't know why, but she just liked his Adam's apple.

Xi Jinbai looked at her gently, "You can touch me if you want, but to be fair, shouldn't you let me touch you too, Yu Yu?"

The ending tone is lingering and bewitching.

Sang Yu was thinking about his words, "You want to touch me?"

She blinked her eyes and said innocently, "But I don't have an Adam's apple..."

The soft tone of voice is as if soaked in honey water, sweet and stringy.

Xi Jinbai couldn't help but pinch her face.

So cute, it's foul.

Don't let her get drunk outside anymore.

Driven by possessiveness, Xi Jinbai didn't want anyone to see her innocent side.

He lifted her chin with his fingertips and leaned over to kiss her again.

Sang Yu hooked his neck and opened his mouth to receive it.

The body fits perfectly and conducts heat.

The neat collar of his shirt was wrinkled by her.

My palms were sweating through my clothes.

My waist suddenly shuddered.

His large palm reached under her hem, gripping her waist and kneading it.

The fingertips had slightly calloused skin, and when they rubbed against the skin, they caused a slight tremor.

Their kiss became more and more in sync and harmonious.

When Sang Yu was about to suffocate, he pushed him away and took a deep breath of fresh air. (End of this chapter)