Fu Yuan scoffed coldly, an inexplicable tightness in his chest. He simply turned his head away, refusing to look at them.
Ming Ye was rather speechless.
"It's dirty!"
A cold, harsh voice rang out.
He finally stirred. His gaze fell upon her delicate, pretty pink lips as his finger pressed down, grinding against them.
Jiang Yunnuan: "..."
'Yes, yes, it's dirty, it's so dirty, so hurry up and let me go!'
She apologized readily, not daring to provoke him in the slightest. "Oh, I was wrong. I shouldn't have thought of defiling..."
Before she could finish, her lips were mercilessly captured, the rest of her words swallowed.
His rough tongue pressed against her lips, sweeping back and forth, up and down, as if disinfecting them, not missing a single corner.
After sweeping over her lips countless times, he finally pushed inside.
Jiang Yunnuan: "..."
'Didn't he say it was dirty?'
'So why is he still kissing me?'
"System, what about now? Has the Blackening Value dropped?"
