His kisses were like desperate attempts to take away her breath, her energy, and her soul. It felt like the world had fallen away and her brain had stopped working; she couldn't process where she was and what was happening to her.
It was not until her breath was catching in her throat and his long lashes flickered before her eyes that her brain started moving again. He's kissing me…
Song Qingchun's body shivered slightly, and the next second, she felt the man's force on her lips increase. She could taste his desperation and desire. The feeling continued to grow until it couldn't be contained anymore.
An inexplicable desire and yearning exploded from the deepest part of Song Qingchun's heart. It grew endlessly and wildly.
This desire was something Song Qingchun had not experienced before; it was strange and animalistic.
