Zhao Bolin was positive that the urge and surging need he was feeling right now originated from the zombie in front of him and hence, he had no scruples in admitting it out loud.
In the end, he had no idea what had triggered Lu Yizhou — whether it was the powerful twist of his wrist or his honest admission — the zombie closed his eyes, threw his head back and released his load in passionate spurts. His entire body trembled, pale veins flaring out of his skin. His lips parted in a soundless gasp.
Zhao Bolin was dazed at the zombie's intoxicated look, so much that he almost missed the best timing to scoop the thick sperm into the test tube. Fortunately, the icy cold liquid splashed onto his hand, directly penetrating the thin layer of surgical glove and snapped him awake with a start.
With trembling hands and rapid breathing, he retrieved the sperm all the while peeking at Lu Yizhou through his dense lashes.
