Xingyu found a gap, used the back of her hand to shield her flushed, full lips from his kisses, and used her other hand to push against his shoulder.
"Stop kissing me."
Samuel stopped, instead resting his head in the crook of Xingyu’s neck. His voice was hoarse as he spoke, sounding almost like he was sulking. "I feel so awful. My head is heavy, my temples feel like they’re being pricked by needles, and my chest feels nauseous."
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