C67 Gentle as Water

"Hiss …" Zhang Yang took a deep breath. The veins on his forehead were popping and the veins on his arms were bulging.

Liu Yingying's lips slid down Zhang Yang's earlobes and onto his neck. Gently biting his blood vessels, he kissed his collarbone.

"Liu Yingying! Stop messing around! " Zhang Yang said word by word. His entire body was bloodshot, leaving him with only a sliver of rationality