Suddenly, Li Mubai's gentle face with a warm smile resurfaced in Nina's mind, lending her a boost of energy. Without an iota of hesitation, she bit Lu Yifeng's lips hard, so much that in the next second, her mouth was filled with his blood.
Lu Yifeng didn't mind the pain in his lips, and soldiered on with his kiss. However, the wet sensation under his palm made him knit his eyebrows. The fact he understood what it was, stabbed him hard on the heart. In a second, he lost all his desire to persist with the kiss. "I—" He immediately bestirred himself, and covered Nina with the duvet, before returning his towel to its former position.
Motionless, Nina was staring at the ceiling blankly with tears flowing out of her eyes and lips smeared with Lu Yifeng's blood.