In that intimate and naked position, her breasts bounced on his chest, making him shudder. He accidentally bit her lip a little hard in the surge of emotions. She welped as it slightly stung, but she didn't bother. A faint metallic taste settled on his tongue, and he froze.
Wei hastily parted and saw a small cut at the corner of her lip. "You-you are hurt…"
"Huh…?"
Lihua was still in a daze from the heated kiss when he suddenly pulled away much to her dissatisfaction. She didn't wish to part yet with such a delicacy. She faintly saw his anxious expression and it registered in her brain what he was talking about.
She internally facepalmed.
"Wei, it's a minor cut. You don't have to worry do much."
"But I hurt you," he panicked a little, feeling guilty.
"So you won't kiss me anymore?" She asked back.
"It will sting in pain," he pursed his lips.
Her brow twitched.
Somehow, she felt a familiar feeling of frustration well inside her as if she had already felt this before.
