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"..." Tianxin stared at him with moist eyes, suddenly realizing that she didn't know what to say.
"Be good, don't make a sound..." Chen Yiran bowed his head and gently pecked her rosy lips, whispered this, and then kissed her fair, slender neck.
"Um..." Tianxin only felt a tingling sensation spread across her neck, as if a fiery electric current swift through her body in an instant.
"Shh..." Chen Yiran extended a finger, placing it in front of Tianxin's rosy lips, his deep, dark eyes blinked at her, and then he said with a mischievous smile, "You mustn't make a sound."
"..." Tianxin blushed, nodded her head, and before she could react, Chen Yiran's soft lips had enveloped the small cherry on her chest, gently sucking it.
"..." Tianxin desperately tried to restrain herself from making any sound, but the tingling sensation from her body made it almost irresistible.
