"Will you give it?" Ling Yin wasn't in a good mood actually, just didn't know what to do with him, pressing him under the car body was a completely instinctive action, not a thought-out decision.
In his mind, there was only one thought, he wanted to shut that mouth of his, nothing from that mouth was something he wanted to hear, so disagreeable, yet he couldn't help but be infatuated with it.
These days of being together had made him addicted.
People are just like animals, once they have something, they can't bear to lose it again;
Before Hua Hua had been with him for so long, he could have tolerated him coming and going as he pleased over and over again, but after more than twenty days of being together, if he spread his wings and flew away again, even thinking about it made him feel as if someone was slicing his flesh and bones!
Possession is just like this, inch by inch, unreasonable, hard to control.
