At this moment, Cen Juan clearly felt as if someone had dropped a heavy bomb on his heart, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed. Time seemed to drag on for a long time.
He just stared at her, his eyes deep and intense. A warm current slowly flowed from his limbs and bones, almost drowning all his senses.
In the next moment, he could no longer restrain that urge. He lifted her chin and kissed her lips heavily.
He had never been so happy before. He could not control his excitement at all. It was like a rising tide that covered his entire world, bringing about waves of intense aftertaste.
Fu Ting was caught off guard by the kiss. She was out of breath. She lifted her chin slightly and wrapped her arms around his neck. She tried to pull back, but the other party pressed her back even harder.
