C200 Uncle Ruffian Wants to Hug 7

The corner of Jiang Zhi's mouth was cracked, and a bit of the blood that flowed there was licked off by the young man's tongue.

His kiss was aggressive, but it only came close to his lips. It was as green as an unripe fruit, sour and astringent, with a hint of sweetness.

Her long and dense eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly as they lightly trembled. The youth was nervous