Although Chi Jiao's footsteps and breathing were already very soft, Quan Jue was sensitive enough to detect the movement behind him.
His thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
Quan Jue pretended not to hear the movement behind him as his thin lips curled up slightly.
Chi Jiao walked up to him and squatted down, looking up at him.
The warm light shone on the young man's face, causing the words "flawlessly beautiful" to appear in Chi Jiao's mind.
Looking at Quan Jue with greedy eyes, Chi Jiao slowly moved her face closer to him.
A light kiss landed on Quan Jue's thin lips.
Just as Chi Jiao was about to move away, the young man suddenly reached out and held the back of her head.
Immediately after, his hot lips landed on hers.
The young man's kiss was as domineering as ever.
Chi Jiao soon felt her breathing go into disarray.