Without saying a word, he directly captured her lips, blocking the words she was about to say.
The breathing gradually turned into heavy panting, particularly suggestive in the silent room, as lips and teeth slid from the edge of her lips to her pale and delicate neck, nibbling lightly.
A tingling sensation spread from his lips, like a current, instantly reaching every corner of her being.
Tianxing's rationality was nearly devoured entirely, and she gasped quietly, "Yuntian."
"Mm." Yuntian murmured in response while continuing to nibble her neck, unaffected in his actions.
Tianxing bit her lip, the remnants of her rationality reminding her she had to leave soon for filming.
She lifted her hand to weakly push against his head, "No, the crew is still waiting for me."
Yuntian was displeased, his teeth bit her neck slightly harder, then he released her with a breath.
Tianxing leaned against his shoulder, and turned her head to gently bite him on the neck.
