C9 Guan Tingting's Birthday Feast

His clothes had been torn to the bottom. He lowered his head and sucked on her neck heavily, as if he was deliberately punishing her.

Her face was white with pain, but he grabbed her calf and pressed it down.

Feeling his jealousy, An Xi forced back his tears and broke into a wide grin.

She wrapped her arms around Lu Anming's neck and stubbornly smiled, "Lu Anming