Although the kiss was not as gentle as usual, it was intoxicating.
Xu Youyou reached out to push Mo Shenbai's shoulder when she felt like she was running out of breath. Perhaps, it would have been better if she did not push him. She seemed to have stimulated his emotions even more when she pushed him. He lowered his head and continued to kiss her.
As the kiss continued, Mo Shenbai also gradually lost control. Under such circumstances, men would usually follow their hearts, conquering the woman in their arms in the most primitive way. It was barbaric, vulgar, and terrifying.
Xu Youyou was so frightened that tears brimmed in her eyes. She looked pitiful and helpless as she looked at him.
Mo Shenbai slowed down. He kissed away the tears on her face gently as he said hoarsely, "Don't cry…"
Xu Youyou looked at him tearily, feeling extremely aggrieved. "You wronged me! I didn't say I regret being with you!"
