Rong Zhi slightly leaned her head back.
She was right when she called Bai Su a dog.
Every time he caught her, he'd cling on and start nibbling.
The bite marks on her collarbone had just healed a few days ago, and now he changed positions and bit again. This time was even more outrageous—he bit symmetrically.
She tugged at the man's slightly hard and prickly hair, expressionless, and said, "That's enough."
Bai Su buried his head on her cool skin and took a bite, then, as if reluctant, turned it into a gentle kiss.
Then he raised his hand to cover Rong Zhi's eyes, blocking her view.
Rong Zhi frowned, not understanding.
The cold sensation traveled from her fingertips to her wrist, and after a short while, she felt a slight pressure on her wrist, and her fingers slightly curled.
"All done."
Bai Su's long, pretty fingers lifted her wrist to eye level, and Rong Zhi noticed the black and gold bracelet, blinking in surprise.
