Her breath hitched, and she instinctively wanted to lower her head. But Lin Yunxiu thought she wanted to stop the kiss, so he chased after her, pressing his lips desperately to hers.
The kiss, which had initially carried a sense of devouring, turned lingering and fervent. Reaching from behind, he gripped her wrists. His distinct, stark white skeletal fingers seemed to be measuring the shape of her wristbones, repeatedly clenching and relaxing, clenching and relaxing.
Through this repetition, his slightly cool fingerpads actually absorbed the scalding heat of her blood, growing warm, vibrant, and filled with a craving desire.
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