Qin Guanglin thought he was no longer pure.
If it had been before, he would definitely have found sharing saliva disgusting.
But now he didn't feel any resistance; their breaths mixed together, with a fresh and sweet taste that made him a bit intoxicated.
He even felt unsatisfied when He Fang pulled away. The two of them could be this close.
Who said girls were made of water?
They were clearly made of sugar!
"Is that enough?" He Fang asked, lightly biting her lower lip.
"It's enough."
Qin Guanglin felt embarrassed, unsure where to put his hands, his heart pounding. He looked left and right, and couldn't help stealing a glance at her.
Those lips were so soft, as if they could dissolve.
"You look like you still haven't had enough?" He Fang didn't move, just looked at him.
"It's enough!" Qin Guanglin's face turned red, and he quickly climbed off the bed to sit by the desk.
