#The movie star impulsively touched Tong Yan out of a montary burst of inspiration, doing what he wanted to do. Especially after being with Bo Yimo, he often had this thought: What is a brain anyway? Can you eat it?
She hadn’t thought about what to do next or how to deal with the aftermath.
So, after touching Tong Yan, she intended to withdraw her hand.
#Little Fatty has always been stirring up trouble, never stopping, never surpassed#
As for what happens next, haha, what’s it got to do with her!
Just as she was about to pull away,
at that mont, it was too late for Tong Yan to withdraw her hand, eting intimately with the young movie star again, this ti without any barriers.
No, no, no, she didn’t like this punishnt at all.
She was wrong; could she have a do-over?
The sadness in Tong Yan’s heart flooded like a river.
She might have given up, but the sensation in her hand remained, feeling incredibly hot.
The room was quiet; it took a long ti to regain calmness.
Bo Yimo pressed her beneath him, her clothes slipping down to her waist, her fair skin shining even more brilliantly in the light as if glowing.
Her eyes were misty, her mouth slightly open, her face blushing pink, her long hair lying casually, like a fairy who had stumbled into the mortal world, easily enchanting and bewitching.
Bo Yimo’s voice was low and husky, "Baby, I really want to eat you up in one bite."
His words made her heart skip a beat,
and his kiss followed,
truly wanting to consu her bite by bite, so that no one else could see or touch her, so she would belong solely to him.
How wonderful, how wonderful that would be.
No one would ever know that, in this relationship, the one most afraid of losing was only him.
...
The room occasionally echoed with breaths, long and long, and after a muffled groan, everything returned to stillness.
The air was thick with the scent of musk.
Tong Yan lay quietly on the bed, feeling completely drained, even though they hadn’t gone all the way.
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