The man caught it smoothly and took a sip with his head tilted back, but his gaze remained fixed on Li Qiao through the rim of the cup.
The rich yet bitter coffee blossomed on his taste buds, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing no clear sign of liking or disliking it.
Seeing the crease form between his brows, Li Qiao couldn't help but ask, "Does it not taste good? Then..."
Her words were sealed off.
The man set down the coffee cup casually, his arm pulling her into his embrace with a forceful gesture, his fingers still damp as they cupped her face, his thin lips descending onto hers.
The longing from not seeing each other for several days all turned into a deep kiss.
The man's intense scent enveloped her nose, the mellow aroma of coffee mingling between their lips and teeth.
Li Qiao gripped his wrist, tilting her head to receive his ardent kisses.
Even though it had only been a few days, the sudden intimacy still made her heart flutter unexpectedly.
