No big words, only mild description, yet Wen Xinya was extremely touched. She suddenly raised her head, pursed her lips and kissed Si Yiyan.
Hugging her, Si Yiyan flipped and pressed her onto the bed. The passionate kiss gushed at her like tides, overwhelmed and flooded her in entirety.
Si Yiyan's kissing skills were not too great, with an instinctive frenzy. Wen Xinya almost couldn't believe that such a handsome, enchanting young man full of pride and charisma could actually possess such a fiery passion.
Si Yiyan kissed so domineeringly, his arms holding onto her waist tightly, not shifting at all, and he kissed so ferociously, yet never hurting her at all.
