he raised his head.
Youyou suddenly hooked his arms around his neck, and his full red lips pressed against his, biting his lips.
Jun hang's body froze.
Youyou wanted to kiss Jun hang, but her skills weren't up to standard. She was young and clumsy.
Jun hang paused for a moment, then suddenly turned the tables. He cupped the back of her head, kissed her, and entangled with her, entangling her lips and tongue.
Youyou kissed him very little, very little, but every time they kissed, she couldn't help but be confused. The feeling of kissing junhang was really indescribable.
It was wonderful.
It was as if she had returned to her youth, the sweetest and shyest teenage girl dream she had ever had in the attic under the Cold Moon.
It was warm and tender, like the taste of a young first love, making one's heart throb.
At this moment.
The sun was setting, and the sky and earth were red. Because of the high floor, the view was excellent.
