C134 Bastard

"Li Zimo, you son of a bitch."

He continued to smile and let go of my waist with both hands. He held my face and gently kissed me, "Come, bite my shoulder if it hurts.

Fortunately, he didn't move again, just lay there panting on top of me, and I could feel his strong chest, the little chicken in my body, hard to ignore, and I could even feel its throbbing, its heat and its edges.

Slowly