Lin Hanxing could feel the rapid heartbeat under his palm. His eyes were filled with the Scarlet color of the bandage on his palm.
In a short period of time, there was no longer any white.
"Ah Xiao, let me deal with your ... Uh ..."
Before she could finish her words, Lei Xiao had already leaned over and kissed her ruthlessly.
He was controlling every inch of Lin Hanxing's breath in a domineering and crazy manner.
Her soft, seaweed-like hair was scattered messily on the big bed, like a flower blooming in the dark night.
The air was filled with the smell of blood and the faint scent of Gardenia.
They mixed together and created a unique smell.
Jealousy drove one crazy.
Lei Xiao grabbed Lin Hanxing's wrists and pushed her head up.
The air in Lin Hanxing's lungs seemed to have been squeezed dry by him, and he took in deep breaths.
"You're mine!"
Thunder owl's voice was filled with stubbornness, and even his eyes were bloodshot.