Han Zihao closed his eyes and tightened his grasp on the hand rest as he reciprocated to her by deepening the kiss.
He placed the other hand over the couch, to make his balance and sucked on her soft lips causing her to whimper. Xu Nuan, who had her eyes closed, snapped open as she stared at his good-looking face from close and wondered, ' Is this a dream? He is kissing me, right?'
The last time they had kissed, it was just her who had done the deed while he just stood there like a shocked mannequin. But this time he not only responded but almost made her breathless.
She removed her hands from his face and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer. Han Zihao was holding onto the handrest tightly to not crush her under his weight and was deepening the kiss in the process.
Xu Nuan panted and opened her mouth to breathe and taking the opportunity, his tongue made its way inside her mouth causing her to moan instinctively.
