"Whatever you want to say,"
"I'll give you two minutes."
"After that… don't blame me."
And before she could even process those words—
HE POUNCED.
Huo Lingxue screamed in shock.
But it was too late.
His hot, muscular body pressed down, trapping her beneath him.
His face dipped straight into the crook of her pale neck as he inhaled deeply—A mix of ice, fire… and the unmistakable scent of a woman who knew she was in trouble.
"Mn… not bad."
His lips curled into a wicked, shameless grin.
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Su Xiaobai's grip tightened around Huo Lingxue's slender shoulders, locking her in place. She tensed beneath him, her breath shallow, muscles coiled as if preparing to break free.
Then, without hesitation, he tilted her chin up and kissed her.
Not on the lips.
Just the cheek.
Soft. Warm. Wet.
And then—
A slow, deliberate lick.
A sharp tremor ran through her body.
"Mmm…" Su Xiaobai clicked his tongue, smirking. "Sweet."
