But Qi Xiao did not plan to let her go so easily. Even though he was injured, and the injury was particularly serious, just at the lower back, two knife wounds, he had not taken proper care of them because he rushed back.
At this moment, because of his large movements, the wounds had torn open and were oozing blood.
Yet, Qi Xiao did not stop and continued kissing the woman in front of him.
He seemed like a devout believer, kissing every inch of the skin of the beloved deity. His cautiousness carried a hint of wariness, nervousness mixed with a bit of anticipation, and greed accompanied by an unfulfilled look, which was especially moving.
Unconsciously, Jun Ning felt a chill all over.
When she realized it, she discovered that most of her clothes had already been removed.
White, tender shoulders were exposed.
Qi Xiao continued.
She smiled and reached to touch Qi Xiao's back, but somehow, she suddenly felt something was not right as if she had touched something?
