Chapter 573 - 9.43 Too Cold [M]
A broken moan slipped from Zhao Bolin’s lips. He could not actually describe what he was feeling right now. At first, Lu Yizhou’s tongue still retained a hint of warmth as he licked and sucked his nipple, sending sparks of glorious electricity down his spine; but gradually, everything cooled down. Not to room temperature, but the kind of chill that made his teeth chatter.
Goodness, it... it was just like putting a soft ice cube down his chest! What kind of torture was this?!
Not only did Lu Yizhou use the tip of his tongue to tease his sensitive nipple back and forth, he also bit down without any preamble, creating a distinct circular teeth mark around his chest! Professor Zhao was so alarmed that he cried out, "Don’t—!" He still had a lot of things to experiment with, he did not want to turn into a zombie who could only think of spreading the virus to humans!
Alas, facts proved that Lu Yizhou had excellent control over his strength. Even though he left one mark after another, he never actually bit down hard enough to draw blood. However, his temperature, which sharply plunged below normal, still made Zhao Bolin a bit apprehensive. He tried to shrink away from Lu Yizhou’s icy touch. "Enough... It’s already enough, okay?" He forced himself to say amidst the buzzing pleasure in his veins. "The time has already passed—"
Professor Zhao’s scalp turned numb when he heard a familiar growl close to his skin. He glanced down and... damn it, Lu Yizhou’s eyes had returned to being the inhumane pitch black eyes! "You..." Professor Zhao stammered out, not daring to breathe too loud for fear that he would provoke the ravenous zombie. "...Are you okay?"
Earlier, it was fine because he was certain that Lu Yizhou would not be able to affect him but now... this was no longer a joke! If only Lu Yizhou’s teeth were to pierce his skin, then he would become a zombie by now!
Chills permeated Zhao Bolin’s bones, both from the thought of becoming a zombie and the coldness of Lu Yizhou’s body against him. Even then, their erections still stayed the same, grinding and rubbing against each other once in a while.
Lu Yizhou parted his lips to speak before he recalled that he was unable to do it anymore. Then he pressed them together and stared at Zhao Bolin closely as though observing the minute changes of his reaction.
"What’s wrong?" Zhao Bolin squirmed in discomfort. Alas, the damned binding around his wrists were as strong as ever! "Why are you looking at me like that...?"