Shen Fanxing pounced on Bo Jinchuan, catching him off guard.
Just as he lowered his head to look at her, his chin was…
She bit into it.
The sound of the collision reached his brain through his lower jaw. He thought that the woman would stop.
In the end, the dense kiss had a hint of nibbling. It lingered on the corner of his lips and pressed against his.
Learning from him, she kissed him forcefully.
The tip of her tongue clumsily pried open his lips and entered his.
Bo Jinchuan's expression darkened. His dark eyes were like huge whirlpools, as though they wanted to engulf her.
This action exhausted Shen Fanxing's impulse and courage. The kiss didn't last long before they broke up.
Her face flushed red. Such a bold action was simply too exhausting.
"You said it yourself. If you have more trouble in the future, don't find me annoying."
