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Chapter 145: Inseparable

Chapter 145: Lips and Teeth

For a moment, Zhao Jiayan couldn't tell whether he was feeling more depressed and sad, or more surprised that these two people were kissing each other in front of him without caring about others.

The reason was simple. If the two people in front of him kissing each other's lips were not Liu Qingzhi and Huo Lin, he would not be so shocked and stunned.

After all, neither Liu Qingzhi nor Huo Lin are the type to deliberately do such intimate things in front of others.

Huo Lin, in particular, usually doesn't talk much. Even though he has a strong presence, he is not overly assertive, and he won't deliberately show off.

In Zhao Jiayan's words, it means being low-key.

And such a low-key and calm Huo Lin actually kissed Liu Qingzhi directly in front of him, from the forehead all the way to the lips.

Zhao Jiayan's excellent eyesight allowed him to see the entire process from the beginning to now clearly.

He could even see Huo Lin's Adam's apple rolling slightly, and then he bit Liu Qingzhi's lower lip with a relatively light but not unnoticed force.

Although Liu Qingzhi did not respond to Huo Lin's initiative, he did not reject it either.

Ten thousand voices suddenly burst into Zhao Jiayan's mind, like a pot of water suddenly exploding. His ears were throbbing and he stood there in a daze.

At this time, as a sensible younger brother, what Zhao Jiayan should have done was to leave here immediately and leave this space to Liu Qingzhi and Huo Lin, but his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground and he could not move at all.

Not only did he fail to avoid it in time, but his eyes widened even more, and he looked like an annoying light bulb, his eyes fixed on Liu Qingzhi and Huo Lin.

But even so, Zhao Jiayan's presence did not stop Huo Lin's actions.

Huo Lin gently bit Liu Qingzhi's lower lip. Under his thick and long eyelashes, his pair of gray pupils became deeper than usual, and Liu Qingzhi's appearance was reflected very clearly in his slightly divergent irises.

He looked into Liu Qingzhi's eyes and observed his emotions.

At this time, as long as Liu Qingzhi showed a hint of resistance and displeasure in his eyes, he would stop.

Fortunately, Liu Qingzhi didn't.

At this moment, Liu Qingzhi raised his eyes slightly, and there was a faint smile in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were sparkling. Although the emotions in them were a little difficult to distinguish, there was an indescribable beauty in them.

Huo Lin's lips moved, and his lips pressed against Liu Qingzhi's lips and rubbed slowly.

The next second, he reached out and loosened Liu Qingzhi's tied hair.

The scattered jet-black hair fell on Liu Qingzhi's cheeks, outlining his overly fair facial features more delicately. The ends of his hair fluttered gently in the breeze, softening the gorgeous feeling like an oil painting and adding a delicate and hazy beauty.

Huo Lin stared at Liu Qingzhi for a few seconds, then moved his lips closer to hers again.

This time, unlike the last time when he started from the forehead and moved down tentatively, he directly kissed Liu Qingzhi's lips.

Immediately afterwards, he pried open Liu Qingzhi's lips somewhat awkwardly.

At the same time, a silver wall rose up around the sofa where he and Liu Qingzhi were sitting. In an instant, it surrounded the sofa into a relatively independent space, separating the air here from other air, and at the same time blocking Zhao Jiayan's sight.