Suddenly, I felt something out of my mind and began to curse what I was doing.


    Ah, I must be too tired and sleepy, and my mind is not clear.


    I was like a zombie, staring at this person with my eyes tightly and pouting unconsciously.


    He is sleeping...


    Therefore, the lips are opened and closed.


    How many times did that disgusting mouth molest me?


    I just want to kiss every time, I have to stick out my tongue. It’s so disgusting, and I can touch my hands randomly. I also have the habit of collecting my underwear, which makes me want to buy new ones often... Also, every time I play, I’m very tired, and wearing shameful clothes is too much.


    Before I knew it, I counted this person''s crime against me in groups of three or three with my fingers, and my anger towards him became stronger and stronger.


    "Rubbish!"


    Anyway, he fell asleep and couldn''t speak back, so I took the opportunity to curse him.


    Of course, he didn''t speak, just continued to fall asleep.


    Staring at his sleeping face, I suddenly felt my face getting redder and redder.


    My hands were already unknowingly embracing him.


    If you fall asleep, then this person is not him at this moment, but a soulless body.


    I comforted myself so much that I reduced the guilt of taking the initiative to embrace him.


    Yes, I did not surrender to him. No matter how obscene he used in the future, I would not lose.


    However, my face was leaning towards his face as it got closer and closer.


    Because I was deeply attracted by his lips.


    That is my lips that I hate very much. Every time I spit out sexual harassment words or pornographic jokes, I hate it so much.


    Because of this, I want to-


    "Um."


    My lips touched his lips.


    It wasn''t a kiss, but a nibble on his lips with his teeth, which was my revenge on him.


    Bleed, hurt.


    I closed my eyes, like a hamster gnawing on walnuts, and exerted lightly.


    When I nibbled his lower lip, my lips inevitably made contact with his upper lip, but it was nothing, it was just a careless one.


    "call…"


    I breathed a sigh of relief when I confirmed that there was a faint trace on his lips.


    It was just dangerous and I was about to suffocate.


    But it was precisely because of this small storm that I really exhausted my energy.