Yu Weimin kissed the man like a hungry and thirsty person wandering in a desert for a long time. He finally seemed to have found his oasis as he kissed and sucked on the man's bottom lips. Even though the young man was stunned, he eventually responded.
Qi Jingguo's hand went to his hair, grabbing a handful of them and pulling the man closer. The world around them ceased to exist as they kissed, almost roughly. It was hard to say what they were thinking about, maybe many things, maybe nothing at all.
Yu Weimin harshly bit on the man's lips as if venting the years of frustration in his heart. He even tasted something metallic as he pulled out his tongue and licked the man's lips, proceeding to directly thrust it in the man's mouth.