Shen Zichen wasn't sure why, but he felt a need to kiss her, to remind her that she had nothing to worry about. When he looked at her eyes, he saw beauty. Her eyes were a rich brown that stole his breath while looking through his soul.
Her hair was like an obsidian waterfall that tumbled behind her in thick locks when it was kept loose. Her hands were strong yet at the same time gentle. And her lips… oh, how he wanted to kiss those lips.
And so he did, even though it wasn't part of her plan, he still kissed her. It wasn't like one of those close-mouthed kisses like one did when they were younger and had never held hands before with a girl.
Unable to contain himself anymore, Shen Zichen held her head in his hands and pulled her into a fiery and passionate kiss. His hands worked their way around her body, feeling each crevasse, each line along with her perfect physique.
