Xun Yanwu became a frozen statue, his face remained an impa.s.sive mask as he watched every single movement from Zheng Zhi.

　　 "Ha! You refuse to say a word even when I'm this close to you?"

　　 "...."

　　 A soft laugh escaped out of the lips of the tall slender man who held a slightly taller Xun Yanwu in one hand. Hearing Zheng Zhi's laugher sent an electric sensation straight to the heart of Xun Yanwu.

　　 Gone was the wig that earlier covered the head of Zheng Zhi, in place was a manly dark l.u.s.trous haircut.

　　 Xun Yanwu's eyes latched onto the dark pink lips of Zheng Zhi, it was only after the other question him did he avert his eyes to stare past the shoulders of Zheng Zhi.

　　 "Since you won't talk, you leave me no other choice but to do this....."

　　 Sending a flirtatious smile the way of Xun Yanwu. Zheng Zhi released the hand that held the neck of Xun Yanwu and rose on tiptoes. He went straight for the lower lobes of Xun Yanwu's ears. Wrapping his tongue around it and sucking slowly on the pale skin.

　　 In response, Xun Yanwu unconsciously gripped the slender waist of Zheng Zhi. Leaving a deep red mark on his pale soft skin.