Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 247 [if] Do you want to touch

While I was distracted, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from behind me: "Awake?"

As his arms tightened and his thin lips approached her ear, Xi Jinbai asked her, "Do you have a headache?"

The skin behind his ears was sprayed with hot air. Sang Yu shuddered slightly, his ears turned red, and he broke free from his hand, "You..."

"I..." She hesitated and asked shyly, "How do I change my clothes?"

This question seemed a bit redundant. There were only the two of them at home, and she was drunk, so it could only be him...

"Don't you remember?" Xi Jinbai kissed her earlobe, "I changed it for you."

Sang Yu held his breath, and the blush spread to his neck.

"But you took off your clothes yourself, I couldn't stop you," he added.

"..."

Sporadic fragments of memory flashed through my mind, and it was too embarrassing to piece them together vaguely.

Sang Yu turned over, facing him, his eyes accusing, "You——"

He just changed his clothes, why did he still... touch and kiss...

Xi Jinbai accepted her accusation and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

A good attitude towards admitting mistakes.

Sang Yu was speechless and his cheeks were flushed.

How could he do this?

Xi Jinbai put his arms around her waist again, a faint smile flashed across his eyes, "How about you touch her back? Hmm?"

Sang Yu was stunned, his eyelashes trembling, and he subconsciously refused, "I won't..."

Xi Jinbai interrupted: "Don't you like touching my Adam's apple?"

Their eyes met, and they looked straight into each other's eyes.

Sang Yu's pupils widened, and the words of rebuttal were stuck on his lips, and his eyes involuntarily fell on his protruding Adam's apple.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, she does seem to have a Adam's apple obsession.

Then again, she didn’t seem to be interested in other people’s Adam’s apples. Was it because his was better looking?
Before I could figure it out, I heard him ask again: "Do you want to touch it?"

The voice is magnetic and warm, and very bewitching.

Xi Jinbai smiled, as if he knew she wouldn't dare. Sang Yu was unwilling to lose. He kissed her and bit her anyway, so one more bite would make no difference.

So she took the initiative to move closer and quickly opened her mouth to take a bite.

A muffled groan was heard.

Xi Jinbai's throat tightened, and he gently pinched her chin and lifted it up, "Bite again?"

Sang Yu looked at him provocatively, "Just bite."

As soon as the words were spoken, warm lips covered him, and for an instant, their breaths mixed.

Xi Jinbai held her in his arms, their bodies pressed against each other and their lips touched.

The kiss gradually deepened.

Sang Yu grabbed his pajamas and responded to him out of instinct.

The sound of the kiss was lingering and charming, echoing in my ears.

He kissed her deeply and hard, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

Sang Yu's breath was taken away by him, and he gasped heavily when they separated.

His fingers were clasped together at his sides, his palms wet and sticky.

Xi Jinbai moved his thin lips down and kissed her chin and neck closely.

The kiss marks were imprinted on the skin, with varying depths, like blooming flower buds, sparkling and shy.

Sang Yu looked distracted, staring at the ceiling vaguely, and couldn't help but let out a cry.

Physiological tears oozed from the corners of my eyes.

She bit her lip to suppress the sound of shame.

Her clothes gradually became disheveled, her heartbeat quickened in his hands, and she indulged in them consciously.

After kissing passionately for more than ten minutes, Xi Jinbai stopped, took his hand out of her clothes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go take a shower."

Sang Yu opened his eyes in a daze, with mist lingering in his eyes.

Sensing a strong presence somewhere, she froze, not daring to move.

Xi Jinbai finally restrained himself and kissed the corner of her lips, then let go of her and left.

The chaotic morning ended after everyone took a shower.