He stuck out his tongue and gently licked her left eyelid, then took her lashes between his lips and sucked on them twice. When Ouyang Yu was left embarrassed, frightened, and annoyed by his kisses, Qian let her go and looked brightly at his handiwork: her swollen red lips and glistening eyes. He murmured with a sigh, "Yu, every part of you is beautiful. I want to savor each part of you slowly. But whenever I touch you, I can barely restrain my desire. Why is that?"
He caressed her little face and kissed her forehead. Qian murmured, "Why is it that with other women, all I'm interested in is getting inside them, but with you, Yu, even your fingers seem fragrant? I want to keep them in my mouth, too. Is that the difference between a temptress and an ordinary woman?"
Ouyang Yu's face flushed bright red. She lowered her head to look at the grass and swallowed, trying to soothe her lips.
As he went on...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
