"Hey!" An Ziqing immediately grabbed his hand with a disappointed look, "You're leaving?"
"An Ziqing, have you no shame?"
"I'm shameless now!"
Ling Chuan burst into laughter, bending down to pick her up, "You have so many wounds on your body, if I accidentally touch them, it'll hurt you! Once you're better, you can play however you want! Any position!"
He deliberately emphasized the word 'position' in her ear.
An Ziqing blushed, being held by Ling Chuan, but she clearly bumped into a certain part of him.
An Ziqing looked down and saw that swelling under his gaze.
She twitched her mouth speechlessly.
She thought he was so composed, teasing her like this!
Then she looked back up to see Ling Chuan's face, clearly struggling to hold it in.
"Do you want it?" An Ziqing wrapped her arms around his neck, blew into his ear, and mimicked his action by taking his earlobe and awkwardly licking it.
Ling Chuan's entire body stiffened, and the hand holding An Ziqing tightened suddenly.
