kiss Me

The throat was suddenly choked, more like being pulled into a drowning dream, separated from the reality of footsteps, quiet and not at all--the next second the voice-activated light was completely turned off, and Lin Wu felt a certain familiar threat feel.

Qin Shu looked down at him, as if observing something, but tightened his fingers bit by bit, as if there was no room for struggle.

When the thin light fell into the young man's eyes, a rare and vivid jealousy was reflected.

Lin Wu's Adam's apple rolled, and there was a broken breath, and the slender throat seemed to be crushed, bringing a suffocation mixed with pain, but he didn't seem to be aware of it. Her senses are a square-inch field of vision, capturing the jealousy of the other party that is about to overflow, and transforming it into a thrilling sense of satisfaction.

"Brother, I...cough, I know I was wrong," the begging for mercy was also insincere, more like a deliberate provocation, adding fuel to the flames by pretending to be true, "It's just, cough, just send her back—hiss... ..."

In the next second, the hand strangling his neck was even stronger, pushing him back and slamming into the half-closed door, completely losing the energy to speak.

The voice-activated light was disturbed by the sound of closing the door, briefly illuminating the madman flashing past the young man's eyes - before he had time to see clearly, his vision dimmed again.

This time Qin Shu was very close to him, and his tone sounded calm, even gentle.

"Does it hurt?"

In fact, it was very uncomfortable, the last trace of oxygen was exhausted, and the respiratory tract was covered with an imaginary burning sensation - but Lin Wu shook his head slightly, as if rubbing against his palm with a pulsating artery, very morbidly coquettish.

Qin Shu looked down at his instinctive reaction of opening his mouth to breathe in, as well as the uneasy blinking of his eyelashes and the unnatural redness of his cheeks. He relaxed a little as if laughing angrily, and gave him room to speak: "Are you happy?"

Lin Wu looked up at him in a daze, her thoughts were still trapped in the heaviness caused by suffocation, and she couldn't distinguish what he was referring to—it was very happy, but it had nothing to do with the girl just now.

Greed prompted him to nod, asking for more in a half-true way: "A little bit..."

"Really." Qin Shu was noncommittal, the emotion in his eyes was blocked by eyelashes, making it difficult to see clearly.

But he tightened his fingers relentlessly, taking away his right to breathe—it was no longer the way of leaving finger marks out of abusive desire, but a very skillful method, which made him breathe quickly Out of breath, but felt tender in a trance.

Qin Shu lowered his head and approached him in illusory tenderness, giving him the illusion that he was about to be kissed.

But it's just an illusion.

A few seconds later, Lin Wu finally realized that something was wrong, and reached out to grab his brother's clothes, instinctively wanting to struggle——Qin Shu looked too calm, not venting his anger or flirting, but more like executing an unfaithful pet, It was so calm that he was startled.

The feeling of suffocation was so strong that even drawing in air brought a strange pain like swallowing a needle. For a moment, he even felt that Qin Shu's being so close to him was just testing his breathing to ensure that there would be no room for suffocation.

However, Kankan touched the opponent's hand but was pulled away before clenched tightly, clasped his wrist and fell on the door, a little painful.

"Aren't you happy?" Qin Shu didn't seem to notice his pain, and kissed his trembling eyelids, and the deception was serious, "How about this, do you like it?"